Samantha Glory was a prim and proper lady
She walked with a step so light and dainty
All throughout town she smiled and wave
Even to those children who'd misbehave

Everyone thought Mrs Glory was swell
Her smile delightful and eyes as well
But there was a secret that her Mr. knew
A secret that would embarrass her too

Mrs Glory for all her glorious ways
Wasn't so glorious when she lays
Well sleeping a sound would come out her nose
A snort and a hunhnngh begin to arose

A sniff, hungh and sizzzzsss like a whistle
The sound was louder than that of a missile
But Mrs Glory would wake up fresh each morning
And her Mr. would never share her secret of snoring


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.