Dollface had a birthday coming up and wanted something extravagant, so I came up with a gift that was both that and intangible. Because it was going to rain on her birthday we decided to have a dinner a day afterwards. I wanted to give this extravagant/intangible gift during dinner so I wrote a little pre-birthday poem in a kind of Dr. Seussian style to give to her on her actual birthday. (It's not as good as the least of his verse, but it was received warmly.)
Dollface has a birthday that is significant,
so how did I choose to cel-le-brate it?
With bows and trinkets
on Jewelry and ingots?
Maybe some friends
will pay us a visit,
And accompany us
to a gallery or exhibit.
I might have sprung
for off-Broadway tickets.
Or bluesy music with rough hewn lyrics.
Or maybe even a museum of hieroglyphics.
On the other hand I can assure you that
it won't be furniture with rivets,
Or Gravy and biscuits,
Nor will it be Tofurky and giblets.
Whatever it is you'll
need to have patience.
And quietly, to yourself,
count down the minutes.
So no crying or screaming or
threats or ballistics.
Or the whining that
such conditions elicit.
For I won't reveal it.
No matter how much
you threaten or kibitz.
Until the appointed time
at where ever it is
that we're filling
our stomachs.
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