One day I found two pumpkin seeds.
I planted one and pulled the weeds.
It sprouted roots and a big, long vine.
A pumpkin grew; I called it mine.
The pumpkin was quite round and fat.
(I really am quite proud of that.)
But there is something I'll admit
That has me worried just a bit.
I ate the other seed, you see.
Now will it grow inside of me?
Drawing by R. Rivera©
Poem, unknown.
Poem, unknown.
8 comments:
Dear Ruben, I have been meaning to get over here and visit, for quite some time now. I'm so glad I finally did. The illustration is great, and I loved this poem. Maybe that's my problem with my ever growing mid range! haha I have been a fan of sweet Anitas Castles and Crowns blog for quite sometime, as well as reading Nowhere when I get the chance. Hope to enjoy more of your wonderful writing. your new fan, Christel
This is great...wonderful poem..and very witty..Love the illustration..:)))And the boots...
Well, well, well....look who's here! Dearest Tea Rat, no need to worry, you will not grow a pumpkin inside of your belly. You are so cute my friend!!!! WAY TO GO RUBEN!!
TEA RAT. lOOK AT YOU! Cute beyond words. Love the illustration Ruben. The poem is great!!
Love it!
Gretta....is Rattus going to blow up big like a pumpkin and grow vines out of his ears? Do they have a pill to cure what may become his greatest ailment of all time?
Jackie....never fear, Gretta dear...that Rat will ask Anita to take a baseball bat to him before he becomes a fat pumpkin!
Gretta....shall we send a baseball bat to Anita in a care package?
Jackie....Gretta, you think of everything. You are always willing to lend a helpful paw.
I just had to come by and see this tailless rat again! What charm my dear!
Dear TEA RAT
Save the pumpkin seeds! Don't eat them. We will roast them! I know Miss Moussie would love to nibble on them, ok?
BEBE
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