Friday, November 12, 2010

What Will You Be?

They never stop asking me,
"What will you be?"

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A doctor, a dancer,
A diver at sea?

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They never stop bugging me:
"What will you be?"

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As if they expect me to
Stop being me.

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When I grow up I'm going to be a Sneeze,

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And sprinkle Germs on all my Enemies.

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When I grow up I'm going to be a Toad,

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And dump on Silly Questions in the road.

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When I grow up, I'm going to be a child.

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I'll play the whole darn day and drive them Wild.

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Thanks for stopping by.  Have a great weekend,
Kelly

PS The poem is one of my favorites from my all time favorite kid's book, Garbage Delight by Dennis Lee.  I received this book as a gift from my aunt and uncle in Canada when I was 5.  Billa got her very own (brand new, non-colored or cut up, updated with new poems and art) copy from my cousin Katy, for her first birthday.  It's those kind of things that make me feel warm and fuzzy inside.  I can't wait to hear Billa laugh when she's older and will actually understand the silliness of these poems a bit better!

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