OK, get ready to laugh your head off!
A long, long time ago I was working in the city of Philadelphia as a social worker and my Mommy was taking care of Kaish all day. He was 3 and 4 when he attended Grammy school…(just as a point of reference)
You know what a crazy hard job being with a Little all day is, right? My Mom did so many wonderful things with Kaish while she kept him at Grammy School.
She taught him all 50 states. History lessons galore. And, as a special treat, she taught him songs. Oh, yes, singing (not dancing) was abundant at Grammy school.
Little did I know she was teaching him poetry as well…
One night we were at the grocery store.
We were just minding our own business as we stood in the checkout lane
The lady in front of us must have gotten cat food or cat litter because out of the blue
Kaishon bursts forth with this line:
“I love little pussy.”
Over and over he is saying this line
about a pussy and his love for her…
“What on earth is going on here… what has happened to my kid?”
To which he responded again loudly
So we check out to the smiles and laughter around us,
I take him home, all the while trying to figure out what has gotten in to him, only to learn upon reaching the house, that my Mom has been teaching him this poem.
Ladies and Gentleman,
Kaishon’s first poem:
I love little Pussy,
Her coat is so warm;
And if I don't hurt her,
she'll do me no harm.
So I'll not pull her tail,
Nor drive her away,
But pussy and I,
Very gently will play.