Well yesterday I found an old old old diary that I had written when my kids where little…from the beginning of the year 2000! Have you ever written something down and re read it years later and then you realize how lame you actually were/are? Well I am super lame…apparently, just in case the previous posts didn’t give that secret away. I was going through a poetry stage, when I say poetry this is a very loose term!. And the subjects were my wee little kids. So at the risk of appearing more lame than usual…here is one of them:
Why?
My Kids:
Why can’t I?
Why can’t she?
Why can’t he
Why does it do that?
Why is it called that?
Why do I have to?
Why did you do that?
Why does the world turn?
Why can you see the moon at day time?
Why do things fall when you drop them?
Why do people do bad things?
Why has that man got a bunch of flowers?
Why can’t we fly?
Why is that dog wagging his tail?
Why are we here?
Why do we have to go to school?
Why does Dad snore?
Why do we have Christmas?
Why do I have to eat vegetables?
Why did my toy break?
Mum: Because.
Kids: Why because?
Mum: Just because.
Kids: Why just because.
Mum: .
And that my friends is just how lame I was…am 🙂
Join me in my lameness and post your own ridiculous poetry for all the world to see…go on do it! (My prediction is no one is going to post any poetry…but that’s cool, I am quite comfortable in my lameness, luckily)
Have a great day.
Ruby C! xx
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