“I’m awful at finances; see?”
Claimed Jean Thripp, as she went on a spree.
Her husband was worse;
Their paychecks, dispersed
(and, while we’re rhyming, disbursed).
Husband, wife resolved nothing, those fiends!

©️ 2021 Chel Owens

Write a funny limerick about resolutions, too, for the A Mused Poetry Contest! The deadline is this Friday!