For my grandson on the occasion of falling off his sled -- a little humor from your Gran
There was a boy
who bumped his head
it was no joy
when he rode his sled
for the boy
who bumped his head
He rolled in the snow
and he cried and he wailed
it was a hard blow
he felt he failed
the boy
who bumped his head
when he rode his sled
he got snow in his eyes
and snow in his snot
yes, you heard me –
yes, snow in his snot
was what he got
so he cried and he cried
and he cried some more
so he did, this wee poor
boy . . .
for it is no fun to have
snow in your snot
but snow in his snot
was what he got
when he rolled in the snow
from such a hard blow
the boy who bumped his head
when he rode his sled
when all of a sudden
his snot got froze
right there on his face,
right there on his nose
so crunchy and crumbly it was
that he made a snot snowball
it caused quite a buzz
turns out it can be fun
to have snow in your snot
when snow in your snot
is what you’ve got
when you roll in the snow
from such a hard blow
from bumping your head
when riding your sled
that you just have to
laugh
the end
I'm still giggling!
ReplyDeleteI love your poetry. Check out "Poetry of Witness".. I'll bet you could be in that.
Smiles and love,
Marilyn
Marilyn, Thanks - don't know if the grandson will appreciate my humor, but I knew he was upset (doesn't want to sled ride anymore) and just had to poke a little fun. I'll check it out. Beth
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