Midnite Scrapper

TALE OF THE MIDNIGHT SCRAPBOOKER

Author: Unknown

It's nine o'clock, the baby's in bed,

"Let's go also," my husband said.

"That sounds great!" in a hug we engage,

"Just give me 10 minutes, I'll finish a page!"

Thirty go by, my border's complete;

I layout my pictures so nice and neat.

I add paper for color and a sticker or two.

How about a die cut, now that should do!

But then an idea pops into my head --

One more page, then off to bed!

I glance at the clock, it's 11:09!

This is it, I'll draw the line.

But my fingers keep cutting -- the ideas are pouring;

From the back room, I can hear the snoring!

I look back at my work, I've done quite a bit

It's midnight now and time to quit.

I clean up my desk and turn off the light,

put my book on the shelf 'til tomorrow night!!!

MIDNITE SCRAPPER

	TALE OF THE MIDNIGHT SCRAPBOOKER Author: Unknown It's nine o'clock, the baby's in bed, "Let's go also," my husband said. "That sounds great!" in a hug we engage, "Just give me 10 minutes, I'll finish a page!" Thirty go by, my border's complete; I layout my pictures so nice and neat. I add paper for color and a sticker or two. How about a die cut, now that should do! But then an idea pops into my head -- One more page, then off to bed! I glance at the clock, it's 11:09! This is it, I'll draw the line. But my fingers keep cutting -- the ideas are pouring; From the back room, I can hear the snoring! I look back at my work, I've done quite a bit It's midnight now and time to quit. I clean up my desk and turn off the light, put my book on the shelf 'til tomorrow night!!!


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