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KIDDY WINKS

Children can be a pleasure,

They can also be a pain;

Spare me the kids at leisure

In a train or on a plane!

 

They can be little angels,

Or the Devil's own sown brood;

Charming and disarming,

Or incorrigibly rude.

 

An old adage has just occurred

And refers to the typical brat -

Children should be seen...but not heard -

And I'll say amen to that!

 

I hear that some folks actually aim

To have their own some day;

Good luck, I think, but that's a game

I'll leave to them to play.

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 29th Sep 2018 16:21

The challenge to write a poem about children caused me
to come at it from both directions - having BEEN a child
with all the memories and NOT having children of my own
(but with numerous nephews and nieces). It was more fun
than I anticipated and, in a sense, I was winking at myself!

<Deleted User> (19836)

Sat 29th Sep 2018 14:57

Excellent! I really loved those last two stanzas!

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 29th Sep 2018 14:28

Very nicely rounded poem. From both perspectives to have or have not excellent. Thank you M.C. ?

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Don Matthews

Sat 29th Sep 2018 09:05

'Devil's own sown brood' rolls off the tongue nicely. I love the concept too ?

<Deleted User> (18980)

Sat 29th Sep 2018 01:30

Bloody kids! Who'd have 'em?

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