How's the weather

where ya going?

Going shopping

Getting ready

'cause the weather will be wetter

come the 14th of November

That's my cut off

That's my summer

Finally ended

Consumated

 

And I'm facing into winter

so I finally called the salesman

Window Salesman

He came by here

Just this evening

With his witty window humor

And his briefcase

Full of pamphlets

Double sided

Quite expensive

While he measured

And remeasured

Said the salesman,"What do you do?"

As he wrote things on his clipboard

And assessed the situation.

 

Said my husband

"I'm a policeman

and my wife here,

She plays music.  The piano."

 

"Why, that's special," said the salesman

"You could add a set of French doors.

See our showroom."

 

But I'm watching

as he's thinking

"Double dipping. Grown-up children

They seem willing

Sign the cheque please."

 

Buy the windows

Keep the chill out

Cause this winter

You'll be freezing

And I'm thinking

That I'd rather

be unfettered, but not sneezing.

 

Yes, I'd like a set of shutters.

Black, and lined with off-white borders

 

Brand new windows will be sellers

But it really might be better

If I went to Value Village

And I bought myself

a sweater.