My new bride, Tonia,
the queen of my life,
my hero,
who rescued me from
the episodes of depression
that so often hit me
on my days off work,
that wonderful Tonia,
in the name of getting me to work on time,
Tonia has kept me away
from you here at Daily Kos.
Below the fold,
some ideas to get me back.
Come to the comment thread of this diary,
and,
in your comment,
put a link,
and a quote,
from whichever of my diaries
is your favorite.
(If you've stumbled upon this,
or forgotten all my other diaries,
please click on my username,
do a little research,
and file your supportive comment.)
Well,
I promised some ideas,
plural,
but I could only think of one.
Hey,
maybe if I write a little
hip-hop style verse,
Tonia will enjoy reading it,
and let me spend more time here.
(Not likely,
but here goes)
Pam couldn't stay at my side;
Pam just got weaker and died.
Carrie gave hope to my days,
But Carrie caused many delays.
Bev was a very good friend,
but with Bev I could see a sad end.
Tonia came galloping up,
and rescued me,
grabbed me,
took me,
straight up.
Tonia strokes my arm,
my back,
gently,
and tells me how she so loves me,
every day.
Sorry,
I couldn't make that part
busta rhyme.
Thanks for reading.