Wrapping Paper In A Clumsy Husband’s Hands
The scissors snip cut make that paper sound
As clumsy hands figure the way of the present in the box
Bows of all colors strewn all over the floor
How does my wife do this?
Too much tape slapped on every box orifice
Wrapping paper rips and tears
More tape more tape
The bright green bow falls off
Christmas a favorite time of year
Is bedeviled by the need to make presents pretty
In a clumsy husband’s meaty hands.