Some baby silliness in honor of Shel Silverstein

[abqbabylove]

Hi everyone! The great poet Shel Silverstein had his b-day yesterday, and I wrote a silly baby-related poem on my blog in his honor - Lady Named Carlos. Hope you get a laugh!

"Well, This Stinks"

Baby N was out good, asleep on my lap,
As I fried my brain with T.V.,

When up through the air, rose a terrible stench—

What could that nastiness be?

 

I gave a sniff in the diaperous region—

(The culprit I first suspected)

But the baby was as sweet as a fresh-powdered bum,

My hunch, it seemed, misdirected.

 

I carefully stood, put N in her swing,

And turned off Dr. Oz.

The reek still remained, taunting me, and

I had to know its cause.

 

I checked out the kitchen with its dishes and trash,

Sure I would find the source.

The can overflowed with veggies and rot

So I took it out, of course.

 

But alas when I entered my unkempt house,

The smell had not dispersed.

If anything, though I opened the windows,

The odor had grown worse.

 

I rolled up my sleeves and got to work,

Vowing to uproot the stink.

Maybe I’d find a forgotten sandwich

From when, I hated to think.

 

But there was no sandwich or abandoned diaper,

Or a long lost bowl of slaw. (Thank goodness).

I did, however, pass a mirror

And what do think you think I saw?

 

Well, I found the source of the Odorous Funk:

Not cheddar, nor swiss, nor brie.

Curdled breastmilk on my shoulder lie—

The source of the stench was me!

 

 

EWWWW!

[Tear78]

AWESOME!

[Dot-to-Dot]

Ha ha ha!  That is so me!  My husband was remarking the other day about how when I actually get to take a shower (once or twice a week) how I take such a looooooong time.  I told him that it takes at least that long when you have so many layers of scum to wash off.  His daily-showering-self didn't get it.  Love this poem!

[Snowflake777]

This is hitting a little too close to home.

[cat13]

Amazing!