The Shelf

It all started one day

In a land far away

Avoca or Bath as they may call it

A house nestled by a creek

There lived a young lady 

With a family of many

Her figure bearing a chest aplenty

And on such a day as she was told

Carry these things to the basement below

She looked at her hands (there were only but two!)

Loading her arms with care

Balancing packages by the hair!

She made use of those monstrous beasts

Chin to package, package to bosom!

She faired well 'til she came to th' step

That many a time befall, even those daintyest 

Despite that little mistep of misfortune

Her buxom faired her well

And on that day God blessed the shelf!

Ever after it twas used 

As rest for countless burdens

Most oft' newest technology cradled there

When rest and recline could afford

Many a person (*cough* Amanda) made notice

Of the useful shelf!