Mom and Pop
They got along fine lying down
but sitting up or standing, well
that was quite another thing.
Talking made things worse.
Lying down they found
no words necessary.
Had she been deaf
or he been mute, they
would celebrate next week
their Golden Anniversary.
Five kids would be there,
born in less than seven years.
Last Saturday, at the wedding
of a grandchild, they knew
they got along fine lying down.
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