Thursday, September 14, 2006

Bad Poetry

The Big Dude said something funny last night.

He was watching over a big saucepan of hot water that he was supposed to be boiling on the stove for the Little Dude's bottles. It seemed to be taking ages. He looked at me and said "You'll come to the boil faster than this will."

And he was right!

Overcumming
Resentment through
A
Long, luscious

Sensual
Experience of
Xtreme pleasure

Ha ha! I am a poet, and I did not know it!

5 Comments:

Blogger freebird said...

That could become a mantra! (Now, if only the right people were always administering the flame under the saucepan.)

2:29 PM  
Blogger Confused Husband said...

I like that line. Do you think The Big Dude mind if I borrow it?

That's the kind of poetry that I can get to enjoy1
CH

5:06 PM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Your anagrammatic skills are Xquisite!

;)

12:19 PM  
Blogger Summer Rose said...

ROFLaughing, that's a good one! I have to agree, after all some of us could boil faster than water.
S.R.

7:42 PM  
Blogger Emily said...

Hahahahaha - I knew you were people of taste and discernment where poetry was concerned :-)

1:13 PM  

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