A serpentine beauty saved my life...
(and suggested I was a more productive wife)
Before a reluctant slave to the hateful iron,
A friends' gift of steam kept me from crying!
A simple tap conducts a hissing smoke dance,
Blessed relief for stacks of agitated pants!
With effort that is really no effort at all,
Wrinkle-free shirts make Tim stand tall.
Clothing indecision early every morning...
Outfits no longer need prior evening warning.
With 7am steam sessions to look our best,
The ironing panics have been put to rest!
