NaPoWriMo, Day 4 (Catching Up): A Poem in the Form of a Blues Song

I was dreading this one because rhyme and form are not usually my friends. But I actually had fun with it, trying to fit within the form but also say something real about my son and how we relate to each other.

The Mother-Son Blues

Oh, I have a little three-year-old boy
I say, I have a little three-year-old boy
And he brings me nothing but pain and joy

My boy, he likes to burp out loud
Yes, my boy, he likes to burp out loud
But when I scold, it just makes him proud

He acts a fool whenever I’m looking
Oh, he acts a fool whenever I’m looking
Then he gives me a hug, says I’m his cookie

Sometimes I don’t know which end is up
Oh, sometimes I don’t know which end is up
Is he a demon from hell or a cute little pup?

All his jokes are about tinkle and poop
Yes, all his jokes are about tinkle and poop
Sometimes I laugh, then I have to regroup

He makes me laugh, he makes me cry
Oh, he makes me laugh, he makes me cry
And I’ll be his cookie til the day I die

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4 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo, Day 4 (Catching Up): A Poem in the Form of a Blues Song

  1. that girl says:

    this is good, made me smile and remember fondly what it’s like to be around toddlers when they are telling their weird (and often gross) little jokes.

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