Introducing Couple A,
He laughs at what she has to say.
Probably going to stay that way.
Even when they're old and gray.
Couple B are going to get
Married, and you want to bet
Soon they will adopt a pet.
Do not mention aging yet.
Valentine's and Mister A.
Can't quite commit, so much to pay.
But he gets it anyway.
Chocolates and a nice bouquet.
Mister B. is going to get her
Hat and scarf and matching sweater
Just like his (that would be better).
With a "B", their favorite letter.
Couple A, years down the road
Mister's back is somewhat bowed
'Til he sees how her eyes glowed
He'll love her always, now he knowed.
Yesterday found couple B
On their anniversary
Sharing mugs of herbal tea.
In some lawn chairs by the sea.
Missus A is older now
With eight children (and a cow)
She'd live it all again and how.
No time to think, must cook the chow.
Couple B are older too
Shopping at (where else) J. Crew
Waiting in a younger queue.
Wishing they were younger too.
Couple A know how to age
Write your life and turn the page
Growing old means growing sage
B's think retirement's a cage.
Who are you, a B, an A
Think life's better lived that way
What would these two couples say
If they both had one more day?
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Couple A I'd like to be
If there was some chick for me
Who wasn't of Persuasion B
If there were
Hey Jon...yet.
Hahahahahah!
In a sentence beginning with "there is" the verb should agree with the first noun or pronoun after the verb, as long as that noun or pronoun is not part of a modifying phrase or clause.
Jerk.
I really like this one, Jon. :)
That was sweet. I like.
Yes, Nathan, except you're not dealing in the past tense, talking about something that happened. You're in the past perfect, something that you wish had happened.
If I were a rich man, not if I was.
[lounge singer voice] If I were a rich man...Shubby-dubby-dubby-dubby-dubby-dubby-dubby-doo.
Grammar stinks.
Jon, you need to grow up and get married ... since you're pining away like this. It's true, when you find love you'll stop writing poetry but who needs poetry anyway?
This poem is like the song Afternoons and Coffee Spoons, which made Ginger and I think of our golden years.
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