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Array ( [sid] => 55670 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Son the Bottomless Pit [time] => 2004-07-10 23:11:49 [hometext] => My son is 14 and is eating me out of house and home. Can anyone relate? lol. [bodytext] => He hunts around the kitchen like a hound,
Ransacking the cupboards for morsels to be found.
Grocery shopping is a chore we dread,
"Mom, I'm hungry, do we have any bread?"
Hotdogs and catsup will do quite nice,
"Mom , will you go and buy fried rice?"
"Mom are you done eating? Cause I'd like the rest."
"Im still hungry I must confess."
It's only been five minutes since he ate last.
"I'm still hungry." his stomach broadcasts.
His hollow leg just never gets full,
Now it's time for more cereal.
It doesn't matter how much he consumes,
In just five minutes there will be more room.
Then it starts the second round,
"Mom I'm hungry." as he sniffs around.
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My Son the Bottomless Pit

Contributed by Gentledove on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:11:49 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



He hunts around the kitchen like a hound,
Ransacking the cupboards for morsels to be found.
Grocery shopping is a chore we dread,
"Mom, I'm hungry, do we have any bread?"
Hotdogs and catsup will do quite nice,
"Mom , will you go and buy fried rice?"
"Mom are you done eating? Cause I'd like the rest."
"Im still hungry I must confess."
It's only been five minutes since he ate last.
"I'm still hungry." his stomach broadcasts.
His hollow leg just never gets full,
Now it's time for more cereal.
It doesn't matter how much he consumes,
In just five minutes there will be more room.
Then it starts the second round,
"Mom I'm hungry." as he sniffs around.




Copyright © Gentledove ... [ 2004-07-10 23:11:49]
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Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:17:16 PM AEST
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Yes, I raised two sons who were bottomless pits and half the teenage boys in town I think. We went through 2 gallons of milk, minimum, a day and 2 to 3 loaves of bread. That is not counting all the cereal, cookies, candy, fruit and pizzas ordered in. It costs a fortune to raise them just in food bills. LOL I can definitely relate to this piece.

Rita


Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:18:42 PM AEST
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lololol!!! my son george is 14 too and was just in here in the fridge, im cracking up:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by Thunderwolf on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:57:19 PM AEST
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I think we should leave him in Wy. when we visit your sister. lol. Eye heart ewe.
Thunderwolf


Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 12:46:43 AM AEST
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Lol that is so true.ahahahaha
I have 3 kids and 2 of them are boys and boy can they eat...good poem..laughs


Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by frohemiasweetie on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 12:48:03 AM AEST
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Wow, I really like this poem!!! Reminds me of my generally insatiable teenage years.


Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 05:37:14 AM AEST
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I dont have kids but I used to hunt around the cupboards for sweets and crisps lolol great write, nice and light hearted

takecare,
pixie xx


Re: My Son the Bottomless Pit (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Sunday, 11th July 2004 @ 01:18:09 PM AEST
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Boy can I ever relate!!!
I raised two sons.....one was 16 years older that the one so late.
The older one couldn't get full either.....he discovered the pacman game at the Pizza Parlor gave free Pizzas to the highest scorer...he won each night....was easier on my grocery bill.....but finally the Pizza Parlor had their fill......took the game away! teehee
My younger who lives with me is just the oppposite.....won't hardly eat......he's a student but has always worked at Subway or Quiznos.........must I relate? Wonderful for the grocery bill though!
I adore poems written around the home!
Great job!
Poetic hugs
consue




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