Final poetry offerings from the Katy Day Celebration. This time from the youngest daughter. Gentle fun is being poked at Katy's dad who insisted that 'God be kept out of it' as far as any ceremony was concerned.
There was a small baby from Fraser
Whose brother just loved to amaze her
But try as he might
To astonish or fright
He couldn’t do nothing to faze her.
Our cute little girl, Katie Beth,
Has an insatiable thirst for the bretht
The result is loud thunder
Coming up from down under
And her nappy’s a horrible meth.
Said Jon: We’ve no need for a deity
To add to Katy’s day’s gaiety
So it might seem a bit odd
To not invite God
But I think we’ll restrict this to laity.
‘Being omnipresent,’ said God, ‘I must say
I don’t think I can stay away.
But please don’t resent
The present I sent
Which arrived on the last day of May.’ #
# K was born on 31May (Poet's note)
Normal service will soon be resumed on the other issues of the day.*
*About time too. Blog ed.
