On a vacation we’d go
To the Kurta’s don’t you know
John’s tummy was rummbly
So he asked for something crumbly
So in went the Mackinaw pasty on 40
And the next thing we heard from the kitchen was “Lordy, Lordy”
Sparks were shooting, smoke was billowing and the fire alarm was jingling
Afterward, to her credit, she wanted to continue the mingling
Margaret kept it and laminated it
And now it sits on my desk
As a permanent reminder of a trip worth the task
Not only did I swim in Lake Huron and was a little of a pest
I now know that I have met the best
Happy 75th Birthday Margaret Kurta!
Love, John Griffis
Husband of Sheila
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