Furniture Shopping Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I slumped & I slid into the cushions,
I still haven't brought a couch
of my own yet.
Out of all the stores I've been in
I like the one in her heart the most;
I hope she doesn't mind
if I stretch out
& take a nap.
In all honesty, I hope she comes
and joins me on the love seat.
The coffee table doesn't look too bad either.
The whole assemble can go in the back
of the truck.
But for now,
I am enjoying being squeezed between
the cushions of the most
comfortable couch
Calling the moving truck can wait.
Visiting the furniture store can wait.
To be honest I don't see anything
Wrong with the furniture
We have