The Perfect Gift
A party was thrown by one Mildred Unpleasant.
The invite said clearly, “Bring Mildred a present.”
Jolene knew the gifts would cause nothing but trouble,
for Mildred had everything; some things in double.
Jolene strained her brains about what she could get her
then shouted, “Eureka! No gift could be better!”
The party was perfect, with clowning and caking
and thousands of presents that Mildred kept shaking.
When each one was opened, then Mildred would grab it
then toss it away and pout, “Already have it…”
’till one little present, a small one wrapped badly,
once Mildred had opened, she shouted out gladly,
“My pleas for your presents have not gone unheeded
but only Jolene’s gift contains what I needed!”
Jolene was so happy and just couldn’t hide it:
the present she’d given had nothing inside it.
