What made me think I could do this? Excusing high school English the last poem I wrote of my own free will was in Grade 9. I had a binder full. They were kept until I was 19 and moving out on with my then boyfriend. I didn't want him to laugh at my corny poetry. Which is sort of a shame on my part, some of it wasn't that bad and there was a fantastic poem about my Granda. Well, it was fanatstic when I was 14.
Some people have great imaginations. Robin is one of them. Imagine getting bloggers to write poetry. I'd never have thought of it. But then, some would tell you I don't think much.
Here is my foray into the world of limericks:
There once was a girl called Jill
She was a right little pill
She pooped in the bath
Oh, how it made her laugh
Though it made her mother quite ill.
Nothing rhymes with Saoirse, did you know that? Except for porscha. And Saoirse really did poo in the bath (when she was about 8 months old) and when I turned to look at her (I was cleaning the toilet, don't judge...I was multi tasking) there she was with a fistful of poo in her hand and a fair bit in her mouth. Have you ever scooped wet poo out of a baby's mouth with your bare hand? It was not pretty. And I, for one, wanted to throw up.
20 November, 2007
Pensieve's Poetic License - The Limerick
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in keeping with the them
I'M THANKFUL THAT I WASN'T THERE
You claim to have no imagination.... let me just say I would be so busy FORGETTING this incident there is no way I could write a limerick about it.
Uh. Thanks for that image.
I have always wondered how you pronounce her name, now I know.
As to your limerick, we had a similar experience a long, long time ago, except ours was limited to the tub, not to mouth and hair (ick ick ick...GLAD there is no photo documentation!).
One of my friends, a dad, made the observation, "Once you have kids, you'll touch ANYTHING!" Oh, he was so right!
Thanks for joining in the fun; I'll try to remember to sign your Mr. Linky when I write my own. Isn't that funny? I'm hosting this thing and I haven't done my own yet, lol.
Two of our grandkids will be here tomorrow...a one-year-old and a three-year-old. Your limerick is a flashback for me...AAARRGGHH!
Nooooooo. Misses E and M never did that, though they did wee in the bath. We did find a stray poo on our carpet this year though, a really tiny one. I searched all over for the rest, but never got to the bottom of it. Bum bum.
I want to throw up just reading about it.
A very cute limerick and you can only hope that when Saoirse gets older, you will have a reason to write a limerick that uses the one word that rhymes with her name, but you may have to use it twice.
You should have that poem callygraphed (or however you spell that) and framed and then hang it in her room, even when she's an adult. I think that should be punishment enough for what she put you through.
Been there, but not in the tub, in the crib, IN the doll,on the walls, etc. Of course I was pregnant at the time :)
When you said that about Porsche it reminded me of Kevin Kline in A Fish Called Wanda ('why did they name her after a car?') Love that movie.
Lisa
We've had the poo in the tub but not in the mouth......ewwwww. Babies are weird.
similar story. Only I was in the tub and my hubby went in to get the grandbaby. Found said child covered in poo, picked him up, stripped him off, and PUT HIM IN MY BATH!
Oh you make me laugh.
Oh no, NO NO NO!!!!
I am repeating in my head over and over that if I do ever get to have a child it will not do these types of things. I have a dreadfully weak stomach.
My sister spread it all over her crib and the walls waiting for my mom to hear that she was awake. Great job!
Ok does it make me weird that I'm laughing hysterically at this? I mean I'm throwing up a little too, but oh man is this funny!
Okay... THAT WAS FUNNY!!! How pathetic that I get such a kick out of you cleaning pooh out of her MOUTH! How totally gross.
At least yesterday, when Michael pooped in the shower - while Emma & I were standing there - in came out in one nice little log, and cuz I was thisclose to stepping on it in all my naked glory, I was fortunate to have scooped it up very quickly.
As for your poem? I'm so impressed with it! I could NEVA EVA.
LOL So funny and sooo gross. Poor you!
Quit telling tales on my future DIL!!!
And isn't profanity a requirement for limericks? Everyone I read is rated G. I'm disappointed.
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