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Billie Cullimore
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0 posted 2009-05-23 03:07 PM


                SUNDAY MORNING
                    By Billie Cullimore


             Daddy works Saturday night
             And Sunday sleeps all day.
          Mommy goes to church with Mike.
             So that's the time I play.

             They wake me up at seven
          Getting ready for their spree.
         I know I'll have to stay at home
               So I wait patiently.

            Mom lays me down with Daddy.
              I wave goodby to Mike.
         She figures I'll go back to sleep.
             And things will be alright.

         As soon as they are out of sight.
             Then I hop on the floor.
         Now's my chance to do the things
           I could not have done before.

              I tip toe in the kitchen
             Just as quiet as a mouse.
          Boy! There's lots to do and see
         When you're all alone in a house.

            First I'll raid the ice box
             The I'll wash the sink.
             I wonder if the gold fish,
         Like tomatoes, what do you think?

            I'll mix the salt with sugar
             The cupboard I'll explore.
         I was playing with pots and pans
        When powdered soap got on the floor.

            I'll cut my pretty curls off
             So I'll be daddies boy.
             You know that new radio?
               It was a lovely toy.

             I'll use up mommies powder.
            Peanut butter in her cream.
        I'll paint with bright red lipstick,  
       Our new drapes, that once were green.

           I'll forget to use the potty,
          There's a puddle on the floor.
           The telephone is off the hook,
               It was an awful bore.

             By now I'm getting tired.
            It;s been a long, long day.
             I wonder as I look around
             Just what will Mommy say?
  
            So, I'll lay down with Daddy.
                I wont make a peep.
         And when Mommy gasp with horror,
                   Daddy will say,
                 "She's been asleep."


Believe this or not, this is a true story, she was two, she is now a grandmother. I wrote this poem many years ago. B.C.

© Copyright 2009 Billie Cullimore - All Rights Reserved
latearrival
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since 2003-03-21
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1 posted 2009-05-23 03:15 PM


Too cute. I had a friend with a daughter just like this. Up on the counters she would crawl and open all the cupboard doors. Out would come the sugar,flour and what ever else she could find. LOL latearrival
Earth Angel
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2 posted 2009-05-23 04:56 PM


I believe! I believe! That was what my youngest daughter was like to a Tee!!! Lordy Lordy ~ She was a little hellion as a teen, as well! God bless her! ~ and your tiny tot, years ago!

Billie! I was nodding and smiling ~ and cringing! lol ~ all the way through this delightful poem! Awww.... the memories! ~ and you captured yours for posterity! A poetic treasure, to be sure!

Love & Child Light,

Linda

Margherita
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3 posted 2009-05-23 05:33 PM


Oh, gosh, yes this little cutiepie had fun!

And you brought smiles with your lovely poetic record of her deeds, dear Billie.

Thank you! Of course for mommie it wasn't all that fun at the time to clean up the mess! But it makes for vivid and cherished memories.

Love,
Margherita

Billie Cullimore
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since 2009-03-27
Posts 315

4 posted 2009-05-24 01:49 AM




Thanks to all of you who have read my work and if you read "THE RODEO CLOWN" then you might like to know that she is his mother.

Life can be full of fun and games.

love to all  Billie C.

WTBAKELAR
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5 posted 2009-05-26 08:17 AM


This is a really cute poem.  I am glad I was never that bad when I was a child.  (giggles)

Girls are always the worst for getting in trouble.....


Tracey


Robert E. Jordan
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since 2008-01-25
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6 posted 2009-05-26 08:26 AM


Yo dear Billie,

This is very good poem.  I think many of us have had similar experiences.

Love Bobby

Oklahoma Rose
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7 posted 2009-05-26 08:25 PM


Oh my! As i read this, I thought, boy is she going to be in trouble, when mom gets home. This is so cute.
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