I've written two fun poems today:
Herbert likes his choc’late
He eats it all the time
Breakfast, lunch, or snacking
Whenever it comes to min’
He eats it with his cereal
That’s not that hard to do
Count Coco’s double chocolate crunch
And Chocolate syrup goo
He eats it out at recess
His buddies like to share
Herbert always brings them extra
There’s some sticking in his hair
Bananas dipped in chocolate
A carrot and some peaches
They all go in the chocolate sauce
While Herbert’s teacher teaches
At lunch he eats a well rounded meal
He eats some chocolate bread
Fudge goes in the middle
With peanut butter spread
After weeks and months of nothing else
Herbert’s body changed
With only one thing to grow on
His molecules rearranged
His hair turned brown, so did his eyes
And wouldn’t you just know it
He even smelled a chocolate smell
While going to the toilet
So in alarm, his mom declared,
“Herbert William Twist
You must stop eating cocoa
On this I must insist!”
She switched out all his goodies
With healthy wholesome snacks
Broccoli, beans and carrots
With nothing on their backs
Not near as good or tasty
He ate his beets and leeks
It seemed like every meal time
Lasted weeks and weeks
But Herbert William soon discovered
One day while so down hearted
His mother gave him strawberry milk
And his new obsession started
The second one:
A dad’s most dreaded nightmare
Is going down the aisle
With birds and chirping nightingales
To cross it takes a while
No not the aisle all dressed in white
It’s different than you think
The one that’s filled with cute stuff
The one that’s dressed in pink
This doll has got real girl’s hair
You can brush it if you like
That doll has her own corvette
She likes a guy named Mike
This kitchen set has all the stuff
That you’d find in our home
A little fairy princess
Is sitting all alone
Oh please, please Daddy! Oh don’t you care
That princess is so sad!
Oh get her for me daddy!
I promise I won’t be bad!
Oh curse you dreaded pink aisle
You’re nasty and so stinky!
For nothing proves so well to all
I’m wrapped around her pinky
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5 comments:
Enjoyed both the poems. The first was just funny - the second was true, touched my heart, and the twist and the end made me laugh.
Hey, Papajj!! Nice to see you back.. sort of... and cool Christmas epistle... beautiful family !!
hope you all are doing well!!
nice blog.
I am doing a project in response to Pres HB Eyring's talk in Oct 07 General Conf. I invite you to participate!
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PD Laws
Pensacola, FL
Love the poems...but I think at this point, you're waning poetic. : )
Hey Papajjj....you're almost waxing petrified at this point. When u gonna post again!?
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