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I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to start motherhood!

NOT FOR CONTEST

WRITTEN on 27TH August 2016 BY JAN ALLISON

My babe arrived as hungry as a horse
As a good mother, I fed him, of course
When my breasts began to fill
Another flood was about to spill
Until my child suckled with great force.

WRITTEN ON 08/27/16 BY LIN LANE

The first twelve months went mighty quick
Time flying by lickity split
Crawls out of bed
Sits on mom's head
A young fireman squirting his stick

WRITTEN 08/27/16 BY TIM SMITH

Hay, thought I heard another sound of thunder roar 
Eeh gad, seems to be another two babies more 
They all have lots of hair 
Mother-in-law beware 
Now I am having triplets let me out the door. 

WRITTEN 08/27/16 BY EVE T M C


He was born without a suntan
And didn’t favor the milk man
Birthed on a polar bear rug
Full beard on his tiny mug
Holding a harpoon like Tarzan!
 
WRITTEN BY SONNY ROPER 8/27/2016
 
 
Oh my! What will people think?
My baby doesn’t favor his dad’s wink
I can always claim in shame
He favors my grandma’s frame
On my mother’s side is large and pink
 
WRITTEN BY EVE ROPER 8/27/2016

One baby after another 
I sure am a busy mother 
I cross my knees 
Whenever I sneeze 
Out one end or the other!

WRITTEN BY CASARAH NANCE

It’s all my darn uterus’s fault, 
Can’t bring my crying to a halt, 
No more sex with my hubby, 
I’m just too tired and chubby, 
This babe’s an exhausting result! 

Ice came out sucking a pacifier, 
Posted sign, “Eskimo nanny for hire!”, 
But when warm milk is felt, 
Baby started to melt, 
Naughty nanny immediately fired! 

The ice came out with a binky, 
And a diaper pretty stinky! 
Eskimo baby is she, 
Could it even be a he? 
It’s too frozen and all wrinkly! 

ALL WRITTEN BY LAURA LOO

One by one they came out, midwife slapped 'em 
and into the cradle she packed 'em 
father blew candle out 
and exclaimed with a shout 
" Just like moths, it's the light that attracts 'em!"

WRITTEN BY VIV WIGLEY

Making babies was so much fun 
Now my boobies reach to my tum 
I can't even sneeze or cough 
It set's my weak bladder off ...
I'd better stick to coke and rum 


WRITTEN BY SEREN ROBERTS

AWARDED POEM OF THE WEEK ON 28TH AUGUST - THE HONOUR IS SHARED BY US ALL ... SPECIAL THANKS TO LIN LANE FOR STARTING THE COLLABORATION

I'm feeling like a slot machine 
My wheels stopped on three tangerines 
Babies falling like rain 
It's no longer a strain 
That last one looks just like my spleen 

WRITTEN BY DANIEL TURNER

I thought I was going to have two 
But now I don't even have a clue 
It feels like maybe four 
I can't take it no more 
I have five months to go til I'm due

WRITTEN BY ALEXIS Y

I was rushed to the hospital gate 
not yet due, but I just couldn't wait 
labor's water broke through 
elevator broke too 
flooded stairwells to room did create! 

WRITTEN BY SANDRA HAIGHT
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