poetandknowit12 Dec 2002

It is only 8 o'clock. I am perfectly sober, working on a project while my kid pulls out all my CDs. Where is my wife!!! I think you have me mistaken for someone that GW has mistaken me for. She is yours now. But you must know. She is short. You must prefer the petite poet. Don't tell you wife. I won't either. It is our secret.