I bought a tube of glue, the crazy type,
the day before Christmas, believing all the hype.
I'll fix our broken treasures, I told my wife to be,
nothing could be easier, just you wait and see.
Starting with a coffee cup, it's handle I replaced,
shaking it with pride, to the floor it quickly raced.
Bouncing off her knee, then landing on her toe,
she screamed in utter pain, as I dodged her glancing blows.
Regaining our composure, we started project two,
the fixing of a picture, two drops and we'd be through.
Charging up beneath it, she knocked me from my stool, ...