Somebody stop me. I’m out of control
I’m tired of establishing goal after goal
My poor little cottage has started to flinch
While it’s space is consumed, inch by inch
It doesn’t want to become what it’s not
A storage place for the things I have bought
My collections reign with plenty of space.
The Beasterhop village is quite a showcase
My friend L J designed a swag for the wall
Now are we finished? No, not at all.
We noticed another project outside
Two plain poles we couldn’t abide
We had lots of tools but not one single clue
What could they do except cause a boo boo
We decorated the poles in bows and grapevine,
ribbons and lights. They looked mighty fine.
Are we finished at last? No, just for tonight.
One pole has dim lights and the other has bright.