1993:Kitty #5, Thunder
The Ironing Board
My mother’s Green Stamps bought this one,
But it was made better than those of today.
Made in the USA, nothing was left undone,
It was tougher than tough and was meant to stay.
It was given the year we were married,
A long life of forty-six years.
When needed for work it never tarried
And now is remembered with tears.
Serving in seven abodes in three different states,
It was longer and tougher than new ones.
It took on many dresses and many shirts of my mate’s,
And items which were my daughter’s and son’s.
Many fix-it-jobs kept the board useful,
When not working it was a bed for cats.
Through bonnets, kilts and baskets full,
The only things it didn’t iron were hats.
But nothing lasts forever, entropy takes its toll,
And bumps and bangs were often.
When cats leapt from the board it took a roll
And busted welds did not its life soften.
The board met its demise on a very sad day,
Which led for a search in stores and the ‘net
And a replacement was found, still from the USA
Not as beastly as of yore, but will it work?—you bet!
-Written for me by My Beloved
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