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A Humorous Poem about Pregnancy



Mommies tummies growing,
and the lawn needs mowing,
daddy doesn't worry,
they crave lots of curry.

She calls daddy mister,
and soon I'll have a sister,
she knits little clothes,
and complains about her toes.

She can't bend over anymore,
but she still goes to the store,
she says her back is aching,
that doesn't stop her baking.

Panic has set in,
the trouble daddies in,
were getting in the car,
not driving very far.

There's water everywhere,
and daddy doesn't care,
he's delivering my sister,
the darn thing's inside her.

About the Author

I was born in Melbourne Australia on March 4th, 1957. My mother worked in a pie van at Victoria market. My father drank. My brother, sister and I used to take time off school, go to the museum, botanical gardens or sneak into the zoo. When I was 9 we moved to a country town not far from the city. I enjoyed roaming around the paddocks. I didn't do well at school, my lack of concentration made studying difficult, I dropped out to pursue a career in retail. I managed an aquarium successfully. In 1985 I was diagnosed with schizophrenia, later with paranoid schizophrenia, with this came heavy cannabis use. I was in and out of hospitals for a long time. New medications have made me stable, I haven't been hospitalized since 2000. Psychosis radicalized my thinking, I realized I could make something out of the darkness. That was the beginning of my paranormal journey.

© 2018 JAMES

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