A yucky tale
This poem is for Zubin, age 8. It's being
released here to balance the perception that we
take ourselves too seriously at Caferati.
This is a tale
of a piece of snot
That in my nose
once I had got
With great vigour
did I expectorate
But alas I met
such a grisly fate
That bit of phlegm
got utterly stuck
On my pristine sink -
a squishy muck!
It's still there now
what a yucky YUCK!
released here to balance the perception that we
take ourselves too seriously at Caferati.
This is a tale
of a piece of snot
That in my nose
once I had got
With great vigour
did I expectorate
But alas I met
such a grisly fate
That bit of phlegm
got utterly stuck
On my pristine sink -
a squishy muck!
It's still there now
what a yucky YUCK!
Labels: poetry
Selected by khuto |
13:54 |
2 Comments:
lucky lad! to have this yucky poem written for him!
Eeewww! Eee-yewww! That was mean -
snot in the sink! Please do clean
it up... And next time,
expectorate a better rhyme.
Lol No seriously, you're right, Khuto. We need 'light' poetry too... Come up with more.
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