I described last Saturday to a friend, and she said it sounded like a bad country song. Challenge accepted!
my last Mother's Day Eve.
It was only the tip of the iceberg
when our new puppy decided to leave.
--that's all the details you get--
Threw 'im in the tub to clean him all off.
The knob blasted off; all got wet.
though we're stinky from shearing our sheep.
Grab your shoes and get in the car--
Got to get a part a'fore we can sleep.
steam's bursting up through the hood.
To be fair I must mention friends happened by
To help us get back on the road.
The lesson I learned this time
was that when you look at your troubles
they always sound better in rhyme.