I wrote a long honey-do list br and handed it to my husband. br With a smile he read it and with a fold br he stuffed it in his pocket. br I'll get to this as soon as I can, br but can't you hear the cry from the dogs. br br Who can't hear the cry of the dogs? br Did you not read my list? br If you won't do it I can, br I said to my loving husband br I took the list from his pocket. br And opened it at the fold. br br It was closed with a fold, br because I want to hunt my dogs. br Now return it to my pocket. br I will get to the list, br Said my loving husband. br I'll get to it when I can. br br I'm doing the best I can, br and he creased it at the fold. br Cried out my loving husband, br you know I love my dogs. br I'll get around to this list br and returned it to his pocket. br br With my fingers I tapped the pocket, br maybe you can't but I can, br dropp you from my list. br Grabbing me he did fold br me in his arms like he does his dogs. br I am your loving husband. br br I promise you said my loving husband, br with a hand on his heart across his pocket br I love you more than my dogs br I'll get to you when I can br Please return me to your fold br Because you know you head my list br br Thirty-two dogs and one husband br added to my list and stuffed in a pocket br Enjoy it while I can and iron out our differences at the fold.