On Trips And Sicks

by Sohini

Published December 10, 2005

In pOeMS

Ever heard of the land of outside-in?
People there are rude they never grin!
I had to visit there for a week
To visit my poor sick Uncle Kreek,
He had a horribly bad case of ‘hic-hic’
So I took some magically chopped fenugreek
Of course he couldn’t eat; but
I stuffed them in his outside gut
Everyone there like my Uncle was inside-out,
With livers and lungs and intestines round about
They looked outrageous-complete freaks
For language it was only slaps and kicks
My cousin Nick was quite a bit dotty
Not to mention he was also very naughty
I offered him an ice cream-oops he couldn’t lick
His tongue wasn’t out it was in click click
So naughty, haughty, dotty Nick made me shriek
How? He showed his ‘guts’ and made them leak. Eek
I had enough-couldn’t stay for any more tickety-ticks
So I packed, put on my hat and left with one last peek

Next I had to go to the bizarre land of upside-down
To see my poor Aunty who had forgotten how to frown
Her brows wouldn’t go up-they were always down
I had a better time with her, wanna hear my nice tales
Sorry, not today. Why? My weak memory fails!


Thanks for reading.
Could you please suggest a better title for this poem?
Waiting for your reply.

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Sohini
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Sohini commented Comment · Dec 17, 2005

thanx.

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Jojo
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Jojo commented Comment · Dec 10, 2005

When you recollect your thoughts, can we have a prologue to this. This time about the Aunty who had forgotten how to frown.
If you're looking for a more catchy title why not go for 'The Land of the Outside-in'?



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