While tidying up the other day, I found this very old poem... I have had this for at least 10 years!
But it still means the same today as it did when I found it.... made me chuckle...
THE STAMPER
BY Jackie Saxby
I started out with just one stamp
And when I bought some more
I decided that a shoe box
Would make an ideal store.
Then as I added inks and pens
My stamp collection grew
So I bought a roomy plastic crate
It would last for years, I knew.
Embossing then became my thing
With powders and a heat gun,
Metallic, tinsels, pearls and clear,
I soon had every one.
By now my lovely plastic crate
Was spilling everywhere
And my glitter glue collection
Lay scattered on a chair.
My husband started muttering
And said things had to stop
So I bought a huge old wardrobe
At the local charity shop.
But after a while,
I couldn’t shut the door
And I put shelves in the spare room
To accommodate some more.
Our house is now for sale,
Something larger being sought,
By the way, did I show you
The latest stamp I bought……
