Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Embarrassed



'Fire, fire' I heard her cry
Shot out of bed, feet awry
Clumsy hands, searched for glasses
Half awaken state, overlooked molasses
"Where you off in such hurry?"


Stopped my tracks for quick retreat
Afternoon naps often trouble, no mere treat!
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In response to the prompt from 3WW
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12 comments:

lissa said...

Is this a limerick? Wonderfully done.

TC said...

Oh man!!! I'd be so embarrassed!!

:)

This was cute: thanks for the chuckle.

paisley said...

very clever... but you cant dissuade me from a lovely afternoon nap that easily!!!!!!

Brian said...

I would love to take a nap.....zzzzzz

gingatao said...

I, too, am a great proponent of afternoon naptimes. One of life's most sweet indulgences. Your poem is cool and funny and a clever self-portrait, hello,

Lucy said...

adorable poem Ul!

Heather Kathleen said...

slow smile, like molasses. from the very beginning to the very end. :)

naps? m-e-o-w.

mariacristina said...

I wish I had a talent for rhyme and meter! Those naps are like gold when something doesn't interrupt them.

LittleWing said...

that was great...and made me laugh...

Jodi Cleghorn said...

Witty ... and like paisley - you wont dissuade me from the luxury of the occassional afternoon lap.

Chris said...

Wonderful! Having woke from a dream a time or two thinking it was real, I can so relate.

Square1 said...

ROTFLOL! This so sounds like something that would happen to me. Well done!