The doorbell chimed
She answered
It’s a pregnant woman
She never read the no cold callers sign then, he thought
Are you going to see what she wants
Footballs on, a man should never be disturbed when the footballs on
Was it eight months ago
Just a bit of fun
Why the hell don't women take precautions
This was not going to be pleasant
Hi John, you’re probably wondering who I am
You spoke to my husband about a month ago
He says you’re great at assembling flat packed furniture
As you can see, I’m getting to the critical stage
Yeah, right, I remember
Listen, don't you worry, I’ll pop round tomorrow
Have that nursery built in no time
Thanks, John, that will be great
By the way, if it’s a boy
John was one of the names we were thinking about.
I be foolin' 'round the playground;
Had my teddy by my side.
I be foolin' 'round the playground,
When she took me for a ride.
Thought I'd always be a swinger;
Now I'm goin' down the slide.
Gonna rock and roll this morning;
Rattle off to shaky town.
Gonna rock and roll this morning;
Teeter-totter, up and down.
When it's time to change my diaper,
Gonna dance this mess around.
Mama calls me Pretty Baby;
Don't know where she's comin' from.
Mama calls me Pretty Baby,
But I'm playin' deaf and dumb.
Makes me wanna hit the bottle
‘steada suckin' on my thumb.
Now I’m feelin' kinda thirsty.
I be lookin’ at her chest.
Now I’m feelin’ kinda thirsty.
I be placin’ my request
With a question to consider;
Which ole nipple tastes the best?
Gonna hear a bedtime story
'bout a reindeer on the roof.
Gonna hear a bedtime story
'bout a horsey's painted hoof
And my very special favorite,
Riding Hood Meets Howlin' Woof.
Winter Baby, Blues
Oh baby you left your boots in Asheville where you
didn’t even get to hike the Blue Ridges before the new
year turned over hittin the drafty door just Iike
all the resolutions that come the same every January
for the frigid air that has to last two weeks straight
or the fleas won’t die off so let the wind’s chilling throes
of cold tear your eyes winking at sparkling on all
the icicles hanging from the house with some becoming
quite massive as each noon’s sun allowed
a thawed drop or two to roll down though never drop
to the earth just as the angels keep our dreams from
being crushed under the mounds of drifting
snow so don’t groan baby because you left your
puffer coat at the airport when you ran to get on the plane
where your mittens now remain under your
seat waiting to warm another’s fingers so
then let me wrap your scarf all around you with our plans
for hot cocoa and quilts to stop sweet baby winter’s blues
pip pip pip
pipes the fledged blue tit
after mummy blue tit
for a new tit bit
as she flew bit and bit
branch and branch tip and tip
cannot sit sit sit
chased by blue baby tit
piping pip piping pip
piping pip pip pip
Amazing blue eyes
Turning heads of young and old
Could not help the tongue
James Edward lee sr.
#2
Baby blues bite
Worry weans write
Apt anxious angst
Bearing burst banks
Choice clusters chance
Daze dangles dance
Ends exploit etch
Feel frenzy fetch
Glimpse gloomy gaze
Hide heavy haze
Ire invokes ink
Jest jump starts jinx
Kind keeper knows
Live lavish low
Meet mangled mix
Note nimble next
Odd old obvious
Plead poignant pierce
Query ***** quest
Reap rowdy rest
See stormy sight
Treat troubles tight
Use umpteen urge
Vet vibrant verge
Wise words work well
eXplore eXcel
Yield yonder yes
Zip zooming zest
Taste touchy times
Peer pressure primes
Leon Enriquez
26 March 2018
Singapore
You're sweeter than chocolate,
she used to say to me
I need my fix now honey,
you're just like sugar to me
What I get from your kiss,
baby, it makes my heart sing
I love the soft, warm glow
and the rush that it brings
What I feel from your touch,
y'know it makes my heart skip
I need that touch now baby,
so take me on that trip
You can't fix my life, honey,
but you can make me
feel better right now,
come give your sugar to me
In bulging globes like sapphires strung,
A woeful moaning song is sung.
They flow like brooks.
Mysterious deep afflictions
Swim inside the wet reflections
Of this child's looks.
Baby Blue?
So much we have to share
And we really care.
The same father and mother
As you are my brother.
The same grandfather and grandmother,
And our sister, young brother.
Born on the same day,
But twins we are, no way.
As I was 2 years old,
And you I wanted to hold.
Born at the same hospital, in the same city,
On the same day, is no pity.
The day was eleven
When you went to heaven.
Because you were taken from us that day
I must find a way
To celebrate our day.
And, to live my life without you
Which makes me feel blue.
We must wait
For an unknown date.
For it is then, we will meet,
And be able to greet
Each other…. for the first time.
I live fourty five minutes away from
my grand babies whom I miss everyday,If I
had a choice I would give everything away.
Just to touch them everyday as
I got the grand babies blues.
Shortly they'll be the host to
my heart that will be time to rejoyce
with moist tears touching our face.
Enjoying our time of play but
knowing grandma cannot stay,And no she
cant be swayed but know she will have
the grand baby blues while she is away.
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