Three Pears, three pairs, 3 X 2=6, threesome times two, six-tom, sex-a-ton, burn calories, hunger, pear, two more, and that makes three pears.

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Friday, September 17, 2010

Shel Silverstein

I love Shel Silverstein poetry. In childhood, I read Falling Up about 20 times through. Considering that I was a very illiterate and foreign child, that's an accomplishment! The imagery in the poems is incredibly playful and fun. Here are some of my favorites.

I Know You Little, I Love You Lots

I know you little, I love you lots,
my love for you could fill ten pots,
fifteen buckets, sixteen cans,
three teacups, and four dishpans.

Falling Up

And I fell up-
Up to the roof tops
Up past the tree tops
Up over the mountias
Up where the colors
Blend into the sounds
But it go me so dizzy
When I looked around
I got sick to my stomach
And I threw down

I wrote a blog about these poems
To be read from the comfort of your homes

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