Slow Woman

ken bultman on Jul 20, 2009

Tags: autumn, Bed, crime, daylight, gasses, inert, molasses, moving, queen, springtime, summer, time

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Woman stuck in low gear.

It was springtime when I met her–
It was summer when we wed.
It was autumn ‘fore I’d get her
Into our connubial bed.

She’s much slower than molasses–
She thinks moving fast’s a crime.
She’s the queen of inert gasses.
She’s Miss Daylight Savings Time.

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Comments (14)

Tanya Wallace on Jul 20, 2009
What a humorous cute little poem.Wonderfully created.Cheers for the smile Ken.Tanya
goodselfme on Jul 20, 2009
Very creative and entertaining. TX
Elizabeth Abbott on Jul 20, 2009
Such a delightful poem! : )
Deep Blue on Jul 20, 2009
You are hilarious as always. Thanks for sharing.
PR Mace on Jul 20, 2009
Your work is such fun. Thanks for sharing.
Sheila M on Jul 20, 2009
I should know better than to take things literally when it comes to your work lol….but sometimes you do surprise=)
Lostash on Jul 20, 2009
Great Ken! Off to sleep smiling again!
sandie on Jul 20, 2009
I am guessing you are talking about a snail.good one as always.
ladybaby on Jul 20, 2009
What’s the hurry? lol
Daisy Peasblossom on Jul 20, 2009
Another good one. You always make me smile.
chitragopi on Jul 20, 2009
cute picture and a cuter poem
Sky Lumina on Jul 21, 2009
hehehehhe made me smile, as usual
Darla Cooke on Jul 21, 2009
Very cute poem!
Heatherhills on Aug 20, 2009
You should have made sure she took her daily caster oil.

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