Nursery Rhymes for the Fearless
I was looking though some old papers the other day and came across a set of silly poems I wrote to entertain the girls when they were very young.
I think I shall be very brave and share one with you:
I am a little gnome
A toadstool is my home
And all the time I sing and so
I never feel alone.
The insects play with me
They come around for tea
And though the menu’s rather strange
It doesn’t bother me.
I saw a fairy fair
With cobwebs for her hair
Though it sounds gross, I held her close
Now we’re together – yeah.
It's difficult to believe, but they've grown up to be relatively normal really.
I think I shall be very brave and share one with you:
I am a little gnome
A toadstool is my home
And all the time I sing and so
I never feel alone.
The insects play with me
They come around for tea
And though the menu’s rather strange
It doesn’t bother me.
I saw a fairy fair
With cobwebs for her hair
Though it sounds gross, I held her close
Now we’re together – yeah.
It's difficult to believe, but they've grown up to be relatively normal really.
posted by MargieCM at 9:58 pm
39 Comments:
I think thats a wonderful nursary rhyme!..oh i've made up a poem for halloween, hang on i'll go get it..
OOPS!-nursery
Yes yes, get it Gypsy! Forget the spelling, do the poem!
I might have to look for it tomorrow though - I am cream crackered to the nth degree and have to tuck myself up in flannelette and go to bed before the demands of a day in the office tomorrow then concerting and speeching tomorrow night. Bleh. Well, the concert will be OK, but I haven't written the speech yet, so that could be a bit dodgy. Mads says just to wing it. That's my life right there, really.
I was thinking of doing a serious, arty bit of writing tonight. As you can see, it didn't happen and the innocuous and rather twee gnome won. That little bastard cramps my style every time.
Lol!..
Well i've lost me poem, it has mysteriously disappeared..maybe that bastard gnome has family here!..
sleep on the speech, im sure you will wake up inspired..the arty writing will get done too when you have more time..
nighty-night x..
OH Margie I am so glad they finally came! Did the second package arrive too? The one with the rest of the S'mores makings? I sent is a day ot two after the first one when I sent Gypsy's, but I was bright enough to send all of the stuff in one package for her! Your second one should have chocolate and marshmallows... just in case your Oz-mallows are not the same! ;)
Well, Margie, I think you should read the poem instead of the speech. I absolutely do! It's gorgeous, and you could say it's what inspired your daughter to become the artist she is...well, something like that anyway.
I did chuckle at the thought of you trying to write a seriously intellectual, arty monologue and then coming out with nursery rhymes for the the fearless. Wonderfully whimsical!
I like the image of you in flanelette even more...what are we now? Five years old again? Or maybe you're projecting to Marige days...flanelette, furry slippers, big woolly socks and a shawl...all topped off with a big glass of red next to the teeth in the other glass...oh my, I must stop these flights of fancy! You must be horrified..gulp
how awful am I!
I love the poem, Margie! i think your girls were (are) very fortunate to have had you as their mum!
Relatively is relative... ;)
Is it too late to wish you had been my mum? (forgetting that it was probably most likely numerically impossible)
xx
AM
That is brilliant! Say it again, go on, say it again.
Haha!,Val has almost described what i'm wearing..
Ok, it's morning and i'm sitting here in stripey pj's, thermal vest (yes it's cold), wooly socks and pink fluffy dressing gown, not very inspiring but cosy and warm.. All snug reading your Nursery Rhyme again..ahhh bliss!..
But wait!, Neil is coming tonight, he has 3 days holiday from work so we have a very long weekend together, hmmm, me thinks I better hide the cosy attire and slip in to something more alluring...
Wonders if I can get away with keeping the thermal vest on without Neil noticing.....lol..
BTW-hope the speech went well..
LOL Gypsy, but then I could be describing myself too! It's been pretty parky on the boat here the last few days, and Koos finds me just as alluring like this....okay..not!
And then, I am sooooo much older.....I'm allowed ;-)
Oooh yes, Margie..how was the speech??
I remember this =] yes I read your blog. I love it amuchos. shh.
Margie I LOVE THIS POEM, it's adorable! I can picture you reciting it to your kids and they giggling the whole time.
Cost of paper pad: $3.00
Cost of Pen: $1.29
Laughter of children: Priceless!
~Lace~
Gypsy - Don't tell me that little blighter is messing with you too? As for the thermals, I'm told the slinkier ones can be quite alluring. There's nothing sexy about being cold, anyway! Have a fantastic three days, whatever you're wearing.
The speech was ... unnecessary! The concert went on so long (but was brilliant) that they cut speeches out and I just presented the gifts to the teachers separately at the after-thing. Easy.
Stevie - the second one hadn't arrived as of yesterday, but it can't be far behind so I won't open the crackers yet. I can feel a post-exam, pre-Canada family S'mores blowout coming on!
Vally, I could have read the poem - it'd be a good way to make sure I didn't have to make a speech ever again! I like your flights of fancy btw, so please don't stop them coming. I can tell you something though - if I lived on a barge when the weather turned cool, it wouldn't matter who I was with - I'd have so many layers on that by the time I peeled them off, my partner would be asleep.
Anne Marie - that's lovely, and I probably AM old enough - at least on some days. 48 at last count. That sounds incredibly ancient, but I don't feel it. (Not sure what 48 is supposed to feel like, actually). Must be the nursery rhymes.
Paul - Shan't. You should have paid attention the first time. Seriously though, isn't it funny how you always have to read favourite books and rhymes to children about a million times? I suppose familiarity and predictability are comforting.
Lace - haha! It was fun though, and I used to write song pastiches for Colin too. Haven't done one for a while - should do.
Mads! What are you doing here you ratbag child? Get back to Myspaceland where you belong. Or study. Or practice. Or unpacking the dishwasher. And turn off that TV!
See? It's not all beer and skittles (and gnomes) at our house. Now ask her if she thinks I'm a great Mum!
I am, really. On a good day.
Love you Mang xoxox
Margie, I think that it is really terrific. Maybe your late calling, children's poems?
You are a good Mom, my Mom, as I love her dearly, never made up a nursery rhyme!!
xx
Hi Margie,
I like your poem. Great!!!
Have alook on this side
http://www.vw-bulli.de/de/news.html
Here you can see a lot of old VW-bullis. Go on "Galerien". Sorry it's all written only in German language.
Thanks for your comment on my blog.
Have a nice day.
Love
Stefan
Margie, I could have sworn I posted here a couple nights ago!
Anyway, your nursery rhyme is wonderful! If there are more where that came from, I believe I see a children's book in your future!
Margie,
I liked your little rhymes they reminded me of some of the nursery rhymes Mum used to tell us. I remember being particularly disturbed after hearing the one about 'jack frost'!
Just thought I'd let you know my 4 week course actually starts on the 5th of November and goes through till the 30th..would it be possible to catch up very early in December or will you be too busy?
Neans
Cows are spotted
Sometimes dotted
Always very nice.
They like corn
And they like oats
But I don't think
They like rice...
I wrote that when I was about 8.
LOL Neans!
I used to be afraid of Jack Frost...
HI Margie, how are you?
xx
Back again - hectic couple of weeks. Grace, thank you - like a lot of parents though, I rate highly on some things and less so on others. I'm sure that in a million ways your mother could run rings around me (except in the bath - there were always rings around that when my girls were small - they liked the sandpit a lot!). I will pop over to you and say hello in a mo.
Stefan, thanks for the link - I especially loved the "konvoi" pic. I might get Colin to translate that review for me; his German is not too bad, although it's Austrian-German rather than German-German. His (Viennese) mum doesn't agree though.
Hi Rache - I must nick over to yours too. I did start a collection of those some time ago, but children's books are the hardest to get published, and there's no shortage of people who can write much better ones than I could and still can't get them out there. I don't have the perseverence or focus to see it through, either. So I just put the odd one here and annoy everyone!
Neans, that sounds fine. I will MAKE time! I'd love to catch up. Your mum sounds great from all the little bits and pieces I've picked up when you talk about her. You must miss her a lot - I know I do mine. btw, "Jack Frost" used to creep me out a little too now you mention it.
Dale - child genuis, darling! It made me laugh, anyway. I'm sure I wasn't writing anything so sophisticated at 8. And you're spooked by Jack as well!
Now that is a cool ditty!
--Dan L.
My Grandad used to sing this to me when I was a child...
You have to sing it in a drunk voice..here goes..
It's my turns next..
It's my turns next..
I'd rather have a quid..
Than lose me blooming kid..
It's m-m-m-m-m-m-mmy turns next!..
Haha! now you see where I went wrong..
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My favourite Nursery rhyme..hmmm lets see now...
Darlin I love three blind mice..
Love it Margie!
It's really sad, but I enjoy children's literature and poetry/nursery rhymes more than adult literature!
Have you ever heard of the Swedish writer Elsa Beskow? She wrote my FAVORITE book of all time: Children of the Forest.
You can see it on Amazon here:
www.amazon.com/Children-Forest-Elsa-Maartman-Beskow/dp/0863150497/ref=cm_lmf_tit_1_rsrsrs0/105-0605500-7896428
Your poem reminded me of that book!
Thanks so much for your kind words on my blog, Margie. I thanked you there too,btw!
I see a counselor here (just once a month...I am not proud, it would be unusual if I DIDN'T see one I think!) and she could see an improvement in my face today, so that was encouraging. :)
Hope all is well down under...
We neighbors (practically!).
xxxxnwemtach
oops i typed the word verification in the wrong place!
I am going to be corny.....how are things down under? Hope all is well xx grace
MaRGIE!! Hello you! Well, did the Oz patrol finally get the second package to you? I am dying to hear if you have tried our S'mores!
Margie, just popping by, although I'm not really blogging at the moment. Too much to do at work, so will be keeping my nose down for a while. Keep me posted on your Paris trip, though, as I'll want to organise mine! Haha...can't wait!
Aaargh! I'm having withdrawal symptoms. Like Vally, I'm spread a little thinly at the moment, and I miss you all.
Quick catch-up:
Dan - glad you liked it!
Gyps - I love your Grandad's song! It's quite dark, too. Very Northern.
Alfie - do they taste better when they're blind, or are they just easier to catch?
Sue - hi there! I don't know that book at all, although I remember one called "Children of the New Forest", but following your link I think the one I know was for older readers. I don't think it's sad at all that you prefer stories from more innocent times. As you well know, the appeal of grown-up reality has its limitations.
Sue and Grace, all is pretty much well here (and yes, Sue, you and I are a lot nearer each other than many!), except for some very wild and woolly weather. The rain's nice though. Grace, hahaha - here I am putting up twee little gnome poems and you're telling me YOU"RE being corny? Feel free!
Stevie, I am still waiting for Bert to reappear or the dock workers to finish pawing my parcel, but I have faith. Meanwhile, the Graham Crackers sit patiently waiting. My appalling children ate your chocolate-covered macadamias and half your packet of Cherry Ripes when I was out the other night (serve me right for taking so long to send them), so now I've replaced those and have added ... Tim Tams. An Australian institution, and the God of chocolate biscuits. Trust me. Now all I have to do is get them to the post office without being ambushed. I will send them pronto air mail though - you have waited long enough.
Finally, Vally, thanks for dropping in while you're so busy - I will email you our confirmed dates straight away. I can't believe how soon it's coming up!
'bye for now ...
Oh Margie, you are a doll! You don't have to send anything at all, so your children are not appalling!
But I do admit, the timtams sound decadent as can be! Can't wait to sample them!
I read your post again...you say you grew up to be normal. I wish I knew what normal was. Is. Will be.
I am just playing.
--Dan L.
Dan: normal is a setting on the washing machine!
:)
Stevie
I love this! The gnome's life sounds quite cosy in this nursery rhyme and actually it made me feel it would be pretty cool to be that gnome. And a happy ending too!
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