My trashy friend, Robin was bitten by the poetry bug. This month our assignment is, "Terza rima." What in tarnation is Terza rima? Sounds like a condition I need to call my gynocologist about. Or perhaps, maybe I should just read Dante's Divina Commedia.
Below, you will find my best effort at Terza rima with a bonus of photos to prove what I've written is the truth. Because, the truth is always spoken here.
My Best Effort at Terza rima:
PACIFIERS and POOTS
Two little grandbabies descended upon us
Neither of whom is much of a crier
So you ask, "Swampy, what's all the fuss?"
The fuss is keeping up with the pacifier
Both babies are precious, two little cuties
Who knew we would find it in the clothes dryer.
Later, checking her diaper, it wasn't just a pootie
What I found there, oh my word
It was more than just spooky.
How that baby produced such a large t _ _ d
Is beyond my imagination
What I witnessed made my eyes blurred.
Lying in that diaper, was it an aberration?
With a clothes pin on my nose
I stand here amazed at her creation !
Believe me, it's in there.











Thank-you for not giving us a shot of that!
Posted by: min | January 17, 2008 at 01:30 PM
I second that! Oh, and I have dryer envy. Great job, Swampy!
Posted by: Sandy | January 17, 2008 at 01:47 PM
Yes, I THIRD that!
And, dear, you're absolutely mah-velous when inspired! And funny...did I mention funny?
SPECTACULAR rendition of terza rima...Dante would be proud ;).
Posted by: Robin | January 17, 2008 at 02:17 PM
I believe you Swampy. Ewww. Of course, I deal with those on a daily basis.
Worst thing I ever did was accidentally lose a full nappy / diaper in the laundry basket. So it got washed with all the clothes. Which then needed rewashing and rewashing.
Silly, silly me ...
Posted by: Melissa in NZ | January 17, 2008 at 05:38 PM
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAA! Thank you for NOT posting a picture - WE BELIEVE! WE BELIEVE!
Oh, I'm soooooo glad the diaper days are over....
P.S. BOO!!
Posted by: Susan in va | January 17, 2008 at 07:02 PM
pacis and poop. always a winning combination!
Posted by: janet | January 17, 2008 at 07:03 PM
MIN: You're more than welcome.
SANDY: Bring a load over. We can have a glass of whine while it dries. I love my dryer.
ROBIN: Thanks. Problem is, I'm not inspired very often. Don't be cruising around too much in your new vehicle.
MELISSAinNZ: Silly you, I should say. Love hearing those called nappies. I'm going to start using that term and taking more nappies in the afternoon.
SUSANinVA: Oh my! Where have you been, galfriend. Boo at you, too. Thanks for the visit. I'll be over as soon as I dig my way out of the nappies.
JANET: Pacis and Poop...the reason I'm not on my broom visiting y'all these days.
Posted by: Swampy | January 17, 2008 at 07:35 PM
Seeing a pacifier really took me back! My oldest two always had them... I still find one now and then, LOL.
I liked your Terza rima. (That sounds very odd.)
Posted by: Kila | January 17, 2008 at 08:11 PM
wonderful, wonderful.
I love to visit your blog!
Posted by: Cynthia | January 17, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Hee hee! Loved it! And with the extra plus of having photos to go with it!
Posted by: Karmyn R | January 17, 2008 at 08:48 PM
Dinner and a movie. Pacifier and a pooie. Can't have one without the other.
Posted by: Junebug | January 17, 2008 at 08:55 PM
SWAMPY!!! You are a naughty, lovely Swampwitch!! Does Ree know her calendars are garage items in your house??????
THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Please pop over to see yourself properly thanked!!!!
Posted by: Melissa in NZ | January 17, 2008 at 11:18 PM
did you say terdz a reema???
Posted by: Pamela | January 18, 2008 at 12:47 AM
ha ha hope computers never learn to transmit smells!!
Posted by: chrisb | January 18, 2008 at 03:23 AM
Oh Swampy, I love you! You are so funny! And by the way, I would not wishing for any of those Nappies in the afternoon. I can assure you they are just as bad as diapers. No difference there.
Stick to the wine time. Much more fun!
Keep smiling :-)
Posted by: karisma | January 18, 2008 at 03:43 AM
Oh Pamela, that was so bad.
Thank goodness there is no smell-a-vision.
Posted by: nikki | January 18, 2008 at 07:51 AM
This was lots of fun. Good job on the poetry.
Posted by: Nessa | January 18, 2008 at 02:34 PM