A Poem A Day, №1
Being the record of an ordinary man attempting to write one poem every day for as long as body and soul can hold out.
June 14th, 2017
An Old Woman Of Uncertain Origin
There was an old woman who swallowed a fly
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed a spider
That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
I don’t know why she swallowed the fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed a stoat
The stoat’s furry coat it tickled her throat
She swallowed the stoat to eat the spider
That jiggled and wriggled and wiggled inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
I don’t know why she swallowed the fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed a moose
Unsurprisingly this caused her bowels to be loose
She swallowed the moose to step on the stoat
She swallowed the stoat to eat the spider
That wiggled and wriggled and jiggled inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
But I don’t know WHY she swallowed that fly
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed a sporting shooter
She googled his name on her laptop computer
She swallowed the shooter to hunt the moose
She swallowed the moose to step on the stoat
She swallowed the stoat to eat the spider
That wiggled and jiggled and wriggled inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
How should I know why she swallowed a fly?
Perhaps she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed some meth
It sometimes means death, to swallow some meth
She swallowed the meth to tempt the shooter
She swallowed the shooter to hunt the moose
She swallowed the stoat to eat the spider
That wriggled and wiggled and jiggled inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
Still dunno why she swallowed a fly
I hope she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed some sperm
She was quite firm that she should swallow some sperm
She swallowed the sperm to pay for the meth
She swallowed the meth to tempt the shooter
She swallowed the shooter to hunt the moose
She swallowed the moose to step on the stoat
She swallowed the stoat to eat the spider
That jiggled and wriggled and also left painful bites on the stomach lining inside her
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly
I don’t know why she swallowed a fly, but probably it was an accident, it’s not really that big a mystery
Pretty sure she’ll die
There was an old woman who swallowed some ice
She’s dead, thank Christ.
