You'd be glad to know I've fixed that table leg
Fashioned a makeshift foot out of a couple old tax notices
We can finally be even-keeled at dinner time
It was in the heat of the moment, I'm sorry
I do hope Mallory doesn't grow up knocking furniture around too
Thank heaven, she's got your gift of words
And your fear of rain
Anyway, I found the perfect poncho for her
It's one of those all-season jacket things
Apparently, for any weather
Let's all have dinner together, tonight, shall we?