I crossed my legs but there was a flood
Blushing red I hope folks understood
But my waters had burst
And the baby's my first
Guess I'm ready to start motherhood!
NOT FOR CONTEST
WRITTEN on 27TH August 2016 BY JAN ALLISON
My babe arrived as hungry as a horse
As a good mother, I fed him, of course
When my breasts began to fill
Another flood was about to spill
Until my child suckled with great force.
WRITTEN ON 08/27/16 BY LIN LANE
The first twelve months went mighty quick
Time flying by lickity split
Crawls out of bed
Sits on mom's head
A young fireman squirting his stick
WRITTEN 08/27/16 BY TIM SMITH
Hay, thought I heard another sound of thunder roar
Eeh gad, seems to be another two babies more
They all have lots of hair
Now I am having triplets let me out the door.
WRITTEN 08/27/16 BY EVE T M C
He was born without a suntan
And didn’t favor the milk man
Birthed on a polar bear rug
Full beard on his tiny mug
Holding a harpoon like Tarzan!
WRITTEN BY SONNY ROPER 8/27/2016
Oh my! What will people think?
My baby doesn’t favor his dad’s wink
I can always claim in shame
He favors my grandma’s frame
On my mother’s side is large and pink
WRITTEN BY EVE ROPER 8/27/2016
One baby after another
I sure am a busy mother
I cross my knees
Whenever I sneeze
Out one end or the other!
WRITTEN BY CASARAH NANCE
It’s all my darn uterus’s fault,
Can’t bring my crying to a halt,
No more sex with my hubby,
I’m just too tired and chubby,
This babe’s an exhausting result!
Ice came out sucking a pacifier,
Posted sign, “Eskimo nanny for hire!”,
But when warm milk is felt,
Baby started to melt,
Naughty nanny immediately fired!
The ice came out with a binky,
And a diaper pretty stinky!
Eskimo baby is she,
Could it even be a he?
It’s too frozen and all wrinkly!
ALL WRITTEN BY LAURA LOO
One by one they came out, midwife slapped 'em
and into the cradle she packed 'em
father blew candle out
and exclaimed with a shout
" Just like moths, it's the light that attracts 'em!"
WRITTEN BY VIV WIGLEY
Making babies was so much fun
Now my boobies reach to my tum
I can't even sneeze or cough
It set's my weak bladder off ...
I'd better stick to coke and rum
WRITTEN BY SEREN ROBERTS
AWARDED POEM OF THE WEEK ON 28TH AUGUST - THE HONOUR IS SHARED BY US ALL ... SPECIAL THANKS TO LIN LANE FOR STARTING THE COLLABORATION
I'm feeling like a slot machine
My wheels stopped on three tangerines
Babies falling like rain
It's no longer a strain
That last one looks just like my spleen
WRITTEN BY DANIEL TURNER
I thought I was going to have two
But now I don't even have a clue
It feels like maybe four
I can't take it no more
I have five months to go til I'm due
WRITTEN BY ALEXIS Y
I was rushed to the hospital gate
not yet due, but I just couldn't wait
labor's water broke through
elevator broke too
flooded stairwells to room did create!
WRITTEN BY SANDRA HAIGHT