We hired an undecorator to liven down our home,
Subtract a little pizzazz, take away a little lift.
“It is just so lively”, said my wife,
A permanent toothpaste smile
Stretched across her tense face.
“Can you help us, please?”
The undecorator began by removing all of the curtains,
Flooding the house with particlewaves.
Next went the masks and other creepy stuff
From cultures foreign to our own.
Before long, our house was downright simple,
“We love it”, sighed my wife, as she plunked down
On the ample, pillowless sofa.
I could just see the tension dripping from her face.
It was wonderful:
The first time I’d seen her droop in years.