My budget is set, my mind is too,
But I looked at the pictures... what can i do?
If I place an order then I must pay,
And how shall I fare from day to day?
I know....
I'll do my own hair, the wild look is in.
I'll sew my own clothes, (she said with a grin).
I'll cut out a meal, I need to lose weight,
And my nails will just have to be left to fate.
I'll grow my own food and then cook from scratch,
And bake my own bisquits and goods by the batch.
I'll take up knitting - a tobbaggan in blue,
and mittens, and socks and longjohns too.
I'll turn off the lights and grow wise in the dark,
Like blindsmans bluff, it will be quite a lark.
And if I grow weary of pinching each penny,
of cooking, and knitting and sewing aplenty,
I'll just think of the rhizomes coming my way
to live in my garden and brighten each day.
And when my little iris expenses are paid,
the blooms will remain....
......and the joys never fade.
I ordered eleven new SDB's.
