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March 30, 2009

Jim: Consequences

Over the seas I’ve traveled,
Across the land I’ve roamed,
Always dreading three little words:
When she says, “My husband’s home!”

Grabbing shoes, shirt, socks and pants,
Out the window I go.
I scurry across shingles and over the edge
But he still sees me, though.

I pause for a moment to put on my pants
Then I tear across the lawn.
He comes out the door holding a bat,
All red-faced fury and brawn.

I put on speed, racing toward my car,
Feeling my impending doom.
Not only was Hubby catching up,
I’d left my keys in her room.

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