I’ve got a bone to pick
with you,
says the dog to Mrs. Hubbard.
How come when I go
to look
there’s no food in the cupboard?
No meat, no cans, no biscuits.
Why there’s not
even a single bone.
And you have the cheek,
the temerity
to call this place a home!
It’s not as though you’re
the old woman
who lives downstreet in the shoe.
Look around. You haven’t
any kids to feed.
There’s just me and you!
Whatever can be the cause
of this
outlandish state of affairs?
Why if I was goosey goosey gander
I’d kick you
right down these stairs!
Love your twisted take on nursery rhymes )
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thanks, Beth; I put it up to honour World Nursery Rhyme week; it took some doing: ferreting through the archives but I found it ! 🙂
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😀 Poor dog. I hope she gets the memo.
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🙂 I’ve always enjoyed giving unheard voices their say. whether it’s nursery rhyme characters or broomsticks 🙂
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John, this is fantastic 👏👏👏👏👏 I enjoyed reading this so much!
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thanks ^ I really had fun giving the poor dog a voice 🙂
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🙂 What s fun idea of a perspective to write from.
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just thinking, Chelsea, this might be a fun exercise to challenge your readers to: a poetry comp in which they take on the voice of a character from a fairy tale or nursery rhyme whose voice has not been presented e.g. the dog from Old Mother Hubbard, the giant from Jack and the Beanstalk [ another poem of mine]. You’re free to use one of my poems if you like. You’re good at promoting these sort of comps and who knows, it just might work. You’ve got a lot of clever readers out there 🙂
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This is brilliant John. Hilarious!
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thanks; wish I could write more hilarious rhyming pieces of this standard 😦
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Fantastic! Very clever and very amusing. I love it!
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thanks; it is fun, and was fun to write 🙂
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