Chava
03-04-2009, 07:35 PM
Sitting in a window, cheek upon my palm,
Called indoors, by another worried mom,
Who saw me playing in the rain,
And resolutely grabbed my arm.
Gone to take a shower, she left me alone.
Step out of those boots, sodden socks, slip-slop,
The fish in my wellingtons swam onto the floor.
The table must be overturned, a raft on the rising sea.
Dad’s slippers are floating past; they’re big enough for oars.
The wind is building up, and you better take advantage
That curtain’s big enough, and the broom for a mast.
Mermaids are swimming past, but!
Quickly, grab some crackers, for tossing to the sharks!
There’s a cave by the sofa, with pillowy cliffs,
Cascading in rock showers, while I climb treasure Isle.
There’s a tiger by the entrance!
So I’ve climbed the potted tree.
The tiger licks its paws, but that’s because
It thinks I’ll be served for tea.
I swing from the tree, which tumbles after me,
Hanging by the chandelier, I’m face to face,
With the most perilous of all,
The end of my jungle chase.
The pirate queen in robe and Turban,
With an expression she has saved,
Very clearly, just for me.
Called indoors, by another worried mom,
Who saw me playing in the rain,
And resolutely grabbed my arm.
Gone to take a shower, she left me alone.
Step out of those boots, sodden socks, slip-slop,
The fish in my wellingtons swam onto the floor.
The table must be overturned, a raft on the rising sea.
Dad’s slippers are floating past; they’re big enough for oars.
The wind is building up, and you better take advantage
That curtain’s big enough, and the broom for a mast.
Mermaids are swimming past, but!
Quickly, grab some crackers, for tossing to the sharks!
There’s a cave by the sofa, with pillowy cliffs,
Cascading in rock showers, while I climb treasure Isle.
There’s a tiger by the entrance!
So I’ve climbed the potted tree.
The tiger licks its paws, but that’s because
It thinks I’ll be served for tea.
I swing from the tree, which tumbles after me,
Hanging by the chandelier, I’m face to face,
With the most perilous of all,
The end of my jungle chase.
The pirate queen in robe and Turban,
With an expression she has saved,
Very clearly, just for me.