Someone ate the baby,
It's rather sad to say.
Someone ate the baby
So she won't be out to play.
We'll never hear her whiney cry
Or have to feel if she is dry.
We'll never hear her asking "Why?"
Someone ate the baby.
Someone ate the baby.
It's absolutely clear
Someone ate the baby
'Cause the baby isn't here.
We'll give away her toys and clothes.
We'll never have to wipe her nose.
Dad says, "That's the way it goes."
Someone ate the baby.
Someone ate the baby.
What a frightful thing to eat!
Someone ate the baby
Though she wasn't very sweet.
It was a heartless thing to do.
The policemen haven't got a clue.
I simply can't imagine who
Would go and (burp) eat the baby.
- Shel Silverstein
6 comments:
A funny poem - perfect for Friday night! Thanks.
When I was a young kid, I absolutely could not see what was so special about a stinking baby. All they did was cry and steal all the attention.
I LOVE that poem. Thank you.
Gotta love Shel. Written from the heart of a 4 year old. And a reminder to parents how tough it is to be the older child!
I'm excited for you for today. You are going to have so much fun.
41 years later and it's still a PITA to be the older one.
-J.
What a super poem! I should revisit the Shel Silverstein books. I think that they are still at my parents' house.
That is one of the boy child's favorites, and I'm sure it has NOTHING to do with the bratty little sister issue.
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