Wednesday, July 30, 2008

creeeeeeeepy . . .

So I'm helping KT with the invitations to her girls' birthday party and we are pretty excited about using a poem of some kind. I was cruising around on the internet just to see if I could espy something suitable when I found something . . . not.

For your enjoyment and collective shudders:
I am four.
I don't know why.

Perhaps I fell
Out of the sky
Four years ago.

I don't know.

Or came like jelly
Out of Mommy's belly.
Oh, my! Oh, my



Tammy said...

Ewww! That's just wrong. And just like jelly is not how I would describe the pain and time it took to have my children.

Kenny P. said...

Unless KT's kid is diarrhea, I don't think it would be an appropriate poem either.

Holley T said...

the child in question would have also exited a different orifice I think

Doesn't it just add to the weirdness that the author believed this warranted circulation in the outside world? I would not be proud of such a thing...