I wish I wrote songs. Then I could really tell you what we've been up to. Instead, since I'm feeling strangely attracted to the word "llama" I shall attempt to tell you our past two weeks in rhyme with that word. Luckily Alabama rhymes with llama. Okay, it doesn't really, but it's a special thing we English-teacher-strange-os like to call slant rhyme. Wait. Is it slant rhyme? Yeah, I'm going with it. Slant rhyme. So here goes:
On Wednesday the girls and I returned from Alabama-
We rode on a plane not on a llama.
Without Mike there still wasn't too much drama.
On Friday was Ragnar Relay-rama,
My team won! We were made of mostly mommas
Then on Wednesday there was drama
Girls camp girls who didn't like pajamas
On Friday I left to pick up my knight in shining armour (okay I'm really going for the slant rhyme)
Mike came home, he's such a charmer.
On Saturday we went back to Alabama-
No not really, we went to Bear Lake.
Yeah, I just couldn't pull off that last line. I guess I could say something about a lake surrounded by "farmahs" but I'm lazy.