My Wife The Paper Shredder

Buried in an avalanche you

might see on "Hoarders buried alive"

back and foreground

white sheet with limited pay per view,

nonetheless sky scraping heap

(Uriah not kid) nsync with a 'U'-

shaped tube anchored securely thru

solid wood - sporting

towering, leaning, bulging, et cetera slew,

sans huge sized mounds,

this goodfella cockily rue

stirs memories while

almond joying sifting,

(comprising ream mains of outdated queue

vee cee paraphernalia, bank statements, old

fair maidens faded letters, phew

against unrequited lovely lasses

kissed by either gentile or Jew

us gal, during young manhood

confession stated, aye did accrue

now (said besmirched Casanova

wannabe across floor I did strew

said, no longer promising princess,

whose once tenderly fresh rose buds

exuded profusely courtesy ingénue

argh..., how frivolous to argue

with cowardly former self, hence

into the maw of das spouse (Sibyl)

she more than enthusiastically

masticates regarding unblossomed

(romantic opportunity) yours truly blew,

when flickr ring spark flame snuffed out

before profound love chanced to hint

of compatibility, ah... nary a blues clue

maybe best not to fantasize

going down nostalgia avenue,

but cast attention upon motley crew,

no matter I traversed

boulevard of broken dreams

(but oh this...pray lemme tell you

more on this cool spring green day)

ornamented with boughs of churrigueresque

mother nature's divinely wrought

sensational beauty procreative forces construe,

yanking fanciful thoughts back to feeding

pulpy material pages of me child's worldview

scribbled squiggly blurred lines

no doubt gifted artistic prodigies shew

did evince talent this papa doth truly value,

yet an excess of near identical curlique

leaves little breathing room, plus report

cards shows innovative smarts,

frequent affirmations this dada paid due

tee, which gushing praise

my girls never taxed for, yet both knew

this aging baby boomer father decries

being swamped with exorbitant clutter

hence effort now made to save whar grew,

some artistic embellishment and/or

intellectual award, the majority hesitantly fed

into jaw of thee missus the human flew

where hard copy quickly incinerated inducing

me to sneeze atchew!