Mable's Gable

Last week I had the easy job

Of painting Mable’s gable.

Paint it green she said to me

As we sat around her table.

I’ll go and get my tools I said

And thanked her for the tea.

It really shouldn’t take long to do,

I should be done by 3.

That afternoon the paint was dry

And Mable called and said,

I really like that shade of green

But could you paint it red?

On Tuesday I came back again,

And set about the chore

Of sanding off the lovely green

And painting it once more.

Mable’s gable looked a sight

A stunning scarlet hue.

But Mable wasn’t satisfied.

She wanted it in blue.

I tried to keep my temper,

But alas I was unable

My face began to flush

And turned as red as Mable’s gable.

I threw a pail of paint down,

left a brush there on the shelf,

And said good day as I walked away

NOW PAINT THE THING YOURSELF!