"Why did you put an engagement ring in my soup?" "Tearing up mu soft insides; now, I must recoup." "Giving signals to the cooks, bus boy, and the waiter." "I have to find out what the whispering is about later." "I wondered why you had me to order chocolate cake." "Then I found out later, my engagement ring is a fake." "This is our tenth going-together dinner anniversary." "Really, I am tired of being your lovely sweet secretary." "This delay has caused my long ring finger to go limp." "While you pinched pennies, sell pop cans, and scrimp." "All I am concerned about is the shine and the glitter." "Whenever you start to propose, you become a quitter." "I won't accept anything of low quality or appearance." "Even though, it may take all of your small allowance." "Whenever you do pop the question, I'll call the calvary." "Other women who are jealous of me and my hated rivalry." "Then you and I can go on a long quiet furlough." "To spend every red cent of your hard earned dough." "But honey, don't give up and throw in the towel." "Propose to me on one knee saying correctly every vowel." "You will buy me the best and put it in my orange juice." "Putting your credit card and money to some good use." "I knew you were going to ask me; I picked out my Tudor." "To live with you forever in harmony, peace, and splendor." Copyright (C) 1996 Marva L. Dowdin
Reason for writing:
Here is one very lucky woman. I am still waiting for my ring
in my soup. This is another poem that is included in one of
my poetry books. I am hoping that you are enjoying them.
Marva L. Dowdin
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