THE TALE OF A SINGLE NIGHTSTAND bedside table makeover

I had been relegated to the corner

of my owners yard sale, like a child on a time-out.

No one looked at me, no one would talk to me.

Why should they I only had one drawer knob,

paint was falling off me, my drawers wouldnt even open. I was beyond chic, I was just shabby.

From my corner view I saw the nice couple drive

in. After looking around they bought a few of my

friends. One at a time the nice man would pay my

owner and then tuck each of them gently in their

car. I then began to pout. There I was hiding in the

corner with all hope running out.

All of a sudden the nice lady looked my way. Would she fork out the money and pay?

I got so excited!

She crossed the yard and started inspecting me,

she even turned me upside down to see.

Soon I was on my way to a new home.

She didnt think I was an ugly garden gnome!

.......

First, she came at me with a screw driver,

prying at my drawer.

I wasnt gonna give up that easy.

This was gonna be a chore.

Then came a pry bar and a hammer,

I thought this is really gonna hurt.

She got all my drawers open

with a lot of hard work,

So rather then a home for mice

I really started to feel rather nice.

Then I got some new paint,

my drawers were lined,

and I even got a new shine.

My drawers got new jewelry,

Shes not playing no tom foolery!

I live happily ever afterwith a nice lady they foundwhere I now live in her home town.THE ENDThis story is being told at:

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