No Sunday Poets this week, but there’s hope

TO EVERYONE IN THE PATH OF SANDY, OUR THOUGHTS AND HOPES ARE WITH YOU.

BULLETIN: Considering the challenge before us — writing poems about children who are not exactly sweet and nice — I think I’ll leave this one up for another day or so. Jump in and share your own poem about the less than perfect child of your feverish imagination.

ANNOUNCEMENT: Sorry to tell you but no one shared a poem with us for today. The good news is that this gives you time to write something for next Sunday.

Hi everyone,

So what’s a post papa to do? Maybe all you poets out there are simply tired of telling children how good they are when you’ve personally met a few who are not. I say let’s take a holiday and tell it like it is! Stand up for our rights. There are some real stinkers out there and it’s time we poets let our true feelings out! I’ll go first and you, if you aren’t a fraidy cat, can follow with revelations of your own. I suspect that some of our student writers can probably tell us a few terrible tales of their own.

AWFUL OLLIE
David L. Harrison

Ollie is a WRETCHED child
Who drives his family wild!
He pulls his puppy’s ears and tail
And laughs to hear the poor thing wail,
He pours syrup on his cat
And tells his sister, “You’re so fat!”
Oh Ollie is a DREADFUL child
Who drives his family wild!
He’ll never close the bathroom door
Or pick his stinkies off the floor
Or clean his room or make his bed
Or do a thing his daddy’s said,
Yes Ollie is a WICKED child
Who drives his family wild!
He joined the gypsies and ran away,
They brought him back the very next day,
So you’d better listen when I say,
If you see Ollie coming, pray!
He’s a NASTY HORRIBLE AWFUL TERRIBLE
Child who’ll drive you wild!