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
WTF?
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:
Perhaps I fell
I don't know.
Or came like jelly
WTF?
For your enjoyment and collective shudders:
Perhaps I fell
I don't know.
Or came like jelly
WTF?
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3 comments:
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.
Unless KT's kid is diarrhea, I don't think it would be an appropriate poem either.
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...
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