Memory of Thanksgiving: Gravy with... mashed potatoes.
Sandwich of my Youth: Bacon and lettuce.... with tomatoes.
Jobs I've had: Nurses' aide, clerk, .... and truck driver.
Athletes I'll never be: Quarterback, boxer, and high diver.
A unique sport I play: Catching typos made by ME & you! !
Yes, in line one I at first had 'Gravey'; yes, it's TRUE!
Bad decisions I have made: I can't think of any [maybe one].
Overrated (to me) activities: Exercising and 'having fun'.
Movies I've loved: Tootsie, Legally Blonde, & Mrs. Doubtfire.
Words I've rarely been called: 'Impolite' and...... 'a liar'.
Helped make me who I am: Mom, Scouts, and Church.
Trees I have climbed: Spruce, Maple, Oak (not birch) .
(Possible) faults of mine: Only one: being too LOUD.
Traits I do NOT have: Being lazy; being too proud.
Why I write poems: To amuse, and to have... a life less boring.
What I'll do tonight: Sleeping and (of course) lots of snoring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem