My wife sits there,
and I sit here.
But between us both
There's not one good ear.
She wears headphones
strapped across her head.
And my one right ear,
well, it's just plain dead.
The TV's on,
and it's turned up high.
It's way too loud,
and that ain't no lie.
Our son walks in.
Grabs hold of his head.
And with a loud voice yells,
You tryin' to wake the dead?
I tell him, Son,
there's comin' a day.
And it won't be long
before you're hollerin', Hey?
The apple doesn't fall far
from the old apple tree.
Soon you'll ask of others,
Were you talking to me?
©2016 By David Lee Thompson
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But have you ever been accused by your wife of 'selective hearing'? Lol
I remember my Mother accusing my Dad of it...:-)
Hugs,
Diana....
Connie
Thanks, with a smile.
Chris
Ron
It's perfectly clear.
And it's just loud enough,
For me to hear.
Michael D.