lysistrata

Mummy's dirty secret

Yellow puke,yellow puke,yellow puke,
Mummy feels like a stormy ship.
Yellow puke,yellow puke,yellow puke,
She just threw up a nasty treat.

Daddy says ,"God,you look a mess.
Both of you need to rest".

Yellow puke,yellow puke,yellow puke

covers now mummy's best new dress.
Yellow puke,yellow puke,yellow puke,
Daddy wonders what would happen next.....

Comments3

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Oooooooooh LYSIS - the dreaded Morning Sickness another little unpleasantry we mere Men don't have to endure ! We all want to be Daddies someday but we forget about period pains - pregnancy - puking and production. We just put the order in and hope the nine months passes quickly and as painless as possible. They say if Men had babies no family would have more than one child ! Thanks for caring & sharing - BRIAN

  • Berthold Lippel

    Another musical poem. I recite it and sing a melody, and laugh. I do not see it as pregnancy--more the work of reducing ungood reality to the comfort of kindergarten---lalala...Love your poems. Make me sing some more!

  • OnMySoul

    Awesome.



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