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Array ( [sid] => 63947 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => When I Grow Up [time] => 2004-09-16 07:10:00 [hometext] => Rated top 10% [bodytext] => When I grow up I'd like to be
A lighthouse keeper in the Araby,
Ships of the desert would by me glide
One hump, two hump, rheumy eyed.

When I grow up I'd like to go
To see the poles in some blizzard snow,
I'd mush about and sing and shout
And kiss white wolves with pups, no doubt

When I grow up, I'd like to fly
A Boeing jet up to the sky,
The land and ocean down below
Would be the carpet that I know.

Are there one of you who didn't dream,
Of fantacies beyond the seam,
Who live a life both dull and gray
who ever expected to live that way.

Consolation it may not be,
But dull and gray was dealt to me,
I grew up and I never saw
The wonders of the Mackinaw.

Except, two sons I have, t'is plain,
They're wonderous folks, God did ordain,
No matter what, no matter where,
You'll never find a greater pair.

So, tho I missed a thing or two,
My sons made up for that.. that's true,
The lighthouse, poles and jet I'll miss,
but nothing like an offspring's kiss. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 234 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )

When I Grow Up

Contributed by norm on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 07:10:00 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry

When I grow up I'd like to be
A lighthouse keeper in the Araby,
Ships of the desert would by me glide
One hump, two hump, rheumy eyed.

When I grow up I'd like to go
To see the poles in some blizzard snow,
I'd mush about and sing and shout
And kiss white wolves with pups, no doubt

When I grow up, I'd like to fly
A Boeing jet up to the sky,
The land and ocean down below
Would be the carpet that I know.

Are there one of you who didn't dream,
Of fantacies beyond the seam,
Who live a life both dull and gray
who ever expected to live that way.

Consolation it may not be,
But dull and gray was dealt to me,
I grew up and I never saw
The wonders of the Mackinaw.

Except, two sons I have, t'is plain,
They're wonderous folks, God did ordain,
No matter what, no matter where,
You'll never find a greater pair.

So, tho I missed a thing or two,
My sons made up for that.. that's true,
The lighthouse, poles and jet I'll miss,
but nothing like an offspring's kiss.

Copyright © norm ... [ 2004-09-16 07:10:00]
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Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 07:28:13 AM AEST
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Over adventures lost I'll not be blue
For treasures I have---one and two
First my boy and then my girl
one a diamond, the other a pearl
I love to read your words so wise
that show my joys in perfect size
Stitch

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 07:54:11 AM AEST
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Awww *smiles*. Funny and sweet and sentimental at the same time . . . I love it. Great job, gave me a sappy little smile. :)

--Nora

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 07:58:03 AM AEST
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What a perfectly wonderful piece.
"...nothing like an offspring's kiss."
Never a truer word hath been spoke.

This was very enjoyable to read. :~)

~Breezy

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 08:59:50 AM AEST
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Norm i gotta tell you this is the best thing you've ever written, i've read a lot of your work and admittingly i haven't always commented but this is just an excellent poem.

wildejohnny.

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 09:08:20 AM AEST
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yes you wrote this poem well...
I enjoyed it...
and Stitch I enjoyed your comment too!
[I'm no match for both of you!]
cheers!

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by Willofree on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 11:16:16 AM AEST
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norm,

It struck me as a very awesome poem. It takes us through our fantasy dreams and aspirations to life's reality. And the ultimate experience of loving and being loved by your child.

I was moved.... Willofree

Re: When I Grow Up (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 17th September 2004 @ 12:13:45 AM AEST
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Why Norm my dear friend. That's just about as sweet as a poem can get!!!I'm not used to reading your poems of mush......but when you speak of your two sons..........as such, I wonder what happened to you in that hurricane? It may just help you gain some fame!
This was so endearing, now write a poem about your sweet little Shirley!
Warm love
consue
P.S. please don't ever grow up Norm....grown ups never have any fun!!!

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