.. aimed at Ranger...
T’was the night before Christmas when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
The stamps were inked up with infinite care
Embossing powders ready, laid out by my chair
With a flick of my wrist I sprinkled powders with glee
My card would be perfect, so beautiful to see
When up in the craft room there arose such a clatter
The family sprang from their beds to see what was the matter
My dreadful heat tool, the source of the noise
Had woken my hubby and both of our boys
Away up the stairs father ran like a flash
He entered my craft room all of a dash
The moon thru the window threw down it’s pure light
As father beheld the most terrible sight,
Surrounded by powders, all blasted and dusty
I sat in the chaos, my embossing was crusty
“Oh why must you use that”, hubby growled and frowned
It shatters our peace, and blows powder around.
The answer is simple, said I with a sigh
Here in the UK there’s no Ranger heat tool to buy!
If you are a UK crafter who wishes the Ranger Heat tool was once again available to buy here in the UK, why not e-mail Ranger - the addy is info@rangerink.com. I sent them my poem. Why not put something on your blog too - let Ranger know that there are deprived crafters here who would like to buy their product!
Very cute poem Phree....I have stolen my husbands heat gun...an expensive Snap-on Tools one...he will never see it again....thanks for the laugh...
ReplyDeleteThat is priceless! I will say a prayer that Ranger starts to sell the heat tool over there for you guys soon!
ReplyDeleteLOL, hope you get a suitable response from Ranger - preferably in verse too :)
ReplyDeleteFab poem Phree, hope they take note! A shame it was withdrawn
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Phree.
ReplyDeletePhree, you were a breath of fresh air on my blog this evening!! I love your poemm and I will email from here that they should have them there!!!
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