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Deborah did not marry the perfect man…I have imperfections galore

In fact the moment I think I know them all…I quickly discover more.

This is one of life’s basic facts…It is a little sad…but true

As proof I know what I’m talking about..let me name a few…

I cannot whistle…I cannot wink may left eye

These are not the only traits I lack…

I have trouble growing hair on my head

but it grows easily on my back.

I trip regularly over area rugs, sometimes I’m too big a clown

I can’t see without my glasses and I hang doors on upside down.

I get ear aches when the weather changes

Olives and spicy foods I can do without.

I don’t hear as good as I used to…(what’d you say?)

And sometimes I put my shirts on inside out…

Deborah has her imperfections as well….

but one thing I know for sure….

Every imperfection she possesses

adds to her allure.

You might say we are comfortable with our imperfections

because…and here I’m sure you would agree

without these imperfections in life…

what would our story be?

Which leads me to this conclusion:

If you take one imperfect husband…

and add one imperfect wife…

With a little love and understanding…

you can have a perfect life.