So I wanted it to be for the masses
but it was just for one or two of us.
I intended to give her the box with the bow
on top but I left it at the airport.
They say the most dangerous place to put
your hand, germ-wise, is the seat-back pouch.
I could stare at the manual all week
and not know how to assemble the swing-set.
So fidgety was how Mrs. Burnside,
my third-grade teacher, described us.
But look at me now. No fear of dying.
Take that, Mrs. B. None at all.