Phone Books
The purpose of a phone book
Back when I was very small
Was to raise the height of children
Who were young and not too tall.
The kiddie table sat them first
But then they weren’t part of
The main event of which they hoped
To squeeze into the heart of.
So when their parents gave consent
They joined the grown-up table
Yet being short, to reach their plates
They simply weren’t able.
So phone books to the rescue!
With the slightest little push
A directory was placed beneath
Each toddler’s waiting tush.
The meal went on until those kids
Were bundled off to slumber
And never did we use those books
To find one single number!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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