I sat upon the bedroom floor
All bent, an awkward stance,
I’d rather use the table
But it only took a glance
To see the small dog’s moulting
And so, almost everywhere,
In spite of all my efforts
Is still sprinkled with her hair.
Now chiffon isn’t easy
It attracts the stuff you see,
And if I tried to sew downstairs
She’d want to come and see…
I thought the bedroom better,
It would have to be the floor…
And just make sure and certain
That I’d closed the downstairs door…
The Silent Eye is busy
With a workshop coming up,
When tears from Horus’ golden Eye
Will fill a royal cup…
The Cobra’s Eye is watching
With a mind to plot and scheme
But as with any story
Things aren’t always what they seem…
Tonight though, is a different game
As costumes must be sewn;
I need some help with pinning,
But of course, I’m all alone.
There’s just one Eye that interests me
And so I put the light on
And rolled my mental sleeves up
Knowing we would have a fight on.
I tried it with the threader
But that didn’t work at all,
I stood the damned machine on end
And leant it on the wall…
I almost went contortionist
And tried with all my might
The only Eye that interests me
Was putting up a fight.
I even dug my glasses out
They didn’t help a lot…
I notice that quite suddenly
My Eyes have gone to pot.
I’ve tried it every way I can
And though I coax and wheedle,
I just can’t get the bloody thread
Through that Eye in the needle!
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
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A DELIGHTFUL ROMP, FULL OF ALLAGORY, IF i do say so…and i do! 🙂
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Thanks, Jonathon…
You wouldn’t have thought so if you’d been a fly on the wall to see the debacle… or perhaps you would 😉
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I’m having similar debacles, myself, my blood sugar levels being what they are. Couldn’t get OUR THREADER through a needle for my wife to resew a button on!
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Saying nothing to that, having consigned the now broken threser to the bin 🙂
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I bought my wife a new sewing machine…and she wants ME-? to help set it up for her. Mechanically, I’m not inclined. But….for love…!
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I can set the thing up.. just not a lot of good if I can’t thread it 🙂
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There was a certain shoe on the old one thast stymied us both. Couldn’t find instructions, hence the new one. She’s due another catarct operation…I need new glasses!
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So do I, apparently….!
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😀 Ah yes….those golden years!
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Hrmph 🙂
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WE ARE AS YOUNG AS WE FELL (supposedly!).
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Tonight? About 93 😉
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OOPS!
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🙂
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Oh, dear, although this is very humorous, I know the frustration very well. “#6&*(&#!! when did this happen?!” I hate being reminded that I’m not 22 anymore (heck, I’d be happy with 44)! 😉
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Youand me both, Eliza 🙂 Still, I don’t see why they should suddenly have started making the eyes smaller in needles… 😉
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Very rude of them… 😀
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😀
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Oh such fun… Brilliantly done!
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Thanks, Darren 😀
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Yes, I’ve noticed that the eye on each of my needles has gotten SO much smaller too.
(Hilarious post!)
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Apparently, stainless steel eyes must shrink wth time… 😉
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Ah, I knew there had to be a reasonable explanation.
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😀
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Loved the funny take… 😀
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Thank you 😀
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What fun, Sue, and boy, can I relate. Only my problem was a big furball of a cat who liked to play with bobbins and spools, in addition to trying to see the EYE.
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That was a nothter reason for the baedroom floor 🙂
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The intractability of aging eyes 🙂 I thank the stars every day for autofocus. Now, as for needles …
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I’ve always been very good at close up… don’t know what’s come over me… 😉
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Loved it! Boy can I identify!
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Haha! This had me in stitches Sue – (stitches, okay poor pun), well done on a great article!:)
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The position I ended up in with the sewing machine from hell, I’m surprised I didn’t do the same to me 😉
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you are such a joy
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Bless you, Paul.. the frazzled hobbit needed that smile 🙂
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Miss Ani says to tell you “the only way out is through.” She is volunteering some of her dog hair to get the process started. Or was that hair of the dog? 🙂 If you can get some of it through that pesky needle, sez she, the door will open… “See” she chirps, “You need me after all!”
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Ah, I always need her.. 🙂 Just not necessarily sitting on white chiffon 🙂
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The cats assure me that leaving a nice layer of color contrasting fur is part of their religion. 🙂
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Ani just sees it a duty 🙂
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Hilarious, Sue. 😀
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😀
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