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Friday, December 23, 2011

A Christmas Gift from Me to You

As it is Christmas Eve Eve and also Poetry Friday, my gift to you is an original poem that my mom discovered while sorting through the Stuff as they're starting to move house. It's not dated, but based on the handwriting, I think I was probably 9 or 10 when I wrote the following:

Fish in a Cake
by Abby Johnson (age 9 or 10, probably)

Once my mom made cake out of trout.
I tasted it and spit it out.
It tasted like dirty socks
That had walked over many rocks.
It tasted like a dead seahorse
Or maybe dead trout of course.
I asked her what she put in the cake.
"Oh, a little water from the lake.
The rest is secret you know,"
She said while standing on one toe.
So I will advise you,
If fish is in the cake it'll turn you blue.
Don't ever eat something like that.
Just put it out with the cat.

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I hope that was as amusing to you as it was to me. Merry Christmas to all who celebrate and Happy Poetry Friday to all.