Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

You Little Scamp

You crouch low behind a tree
anticipating my fate.
And hiding where I can't see
you grin and patiently wait.

Then suddenly, you appear
wearing your smile like a shield.
And unable to get clear,
I have no choice but to yield.

I laugh hysterically
till trickles of pee begin.
But you won't stop tickling me,
much to my shame and chagrin.

Then you flee, you little scamp,
leaving me upset and wet.
And you think that you're the champ,
but this isn't over yet.

You got me this time, my dear,
but you'll soon pee yourself too.
For when your daddy gets here,
we're both gonna tickle you!


(Quatrain)


5/4/2015

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Mama Bear May 6, 2015 at 8:27 PM Isn't life wonderful with children and grand children to enliven our days. Well done Blessings Edith Emile Pinet May 7, 2015 at 7:22 AM Thanks Mama Bear, I appreciate both your comments and support. Emile.

John Williams May 5, 2015 at 7:50 AM Yes, all the fun and tribulations {and love} of bringing up children. A lovely write Emile. Kind regards-----John Emile Pinet May 5, 2015 at 8:33 AM Thanks John, I appreciate your visit. Emile.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser May 4, 2015 at 9:48 PM hahahhaah, sometime wbefore I am like this also.. :)!!!! cute Emile.. amazing such moments makes you draw some beautiful lines of poetry.. :)! ~~olive eloisa Emile Pinet May 5, 2015 at 7:15 AM Thanks Olive, your friendly comments warm my heart. Emile.

Jaycee Cervenka May 4, 2015 at 4:51 PM LOL..I love the silly antics of children, and even more so when adults play along with them. Wonderful Memories! ~Jan 7 Emile Pinet May 5, 2015 at 7:15 AM Thanks Janet, I appreciate your visit. Emile.