MY ALMOST GIRL 629
Neil Simon wrote poigantly about his "Good-bye
Girl."
When my hairs have all turned grey (of those that remain,
that is) I shall fondly reminisce about "My Almost Girl"....
"Honey, I'm home! I'm starved, is supper ready?"
"Well, almost."
"Almost, what do you mean, almost?"
"The turkey is not quite unthawed."
"Well, this turkey's unthawed and ready to eat."
("You can say that again.")
"What...What did you say?"
"Nothing, deer. Why don't you lie down until supper's
ready?"
"Is the bed made?"
"Well, almost. It'll just taje about ten minutes to
dry the bedding....You still love me though, don't you?"
"Well, almost!"
Neil Simon wrote poigantly about his "Good-bye
Girl."
When my hairs have all turned grey (of those that remain,
that is) I shall fondly reminisce about "My Almost Girl"....
"Honey, I'm home! I'm starved, is supper ready?"
"Well, almost."
"Almost, what do you mean, almost?"
"The turkey is not quite unthawed."
"Well, this turkey's unthawed and ready to eat."
("You can say that again.")
"What...What did you say?"
"Nothing, deer. Why don't you lie down until supper's
ready?"
"Is the bed made?"
"Well, almost. It'll just taje about ten minutes to
dry the bedding....You still love me though, don't you?"
"Well, almost!"
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