Spa Day

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How doth the enormous grizzly bear
Improve his shining claws,
And files them smartly with great care
To pamper those mighty paws!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
While he neatly combs his fur,
And welcomes the hairdresser in,
Along with the masseur.

How relaxing is the grizzly’s spa!
Where he maintains his intimidating style
While the hairdresser shrinks in awe
And the masseur quivers all the while.  

 

This is a parody of Lewis Carroll's The Crocodile, which is a parody of Isaac Watts' How Doth the Little Busy Bee.

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Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Nap

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 With apologies to Dylan Thomas. His poem is much better and much more serious than mine.

Do not go gentle into that good nap,
Babies should burn and rave at onset of sleep;
Rage, rage against the swaddled wrap

Though wise parents know the cradle trap,
Like a conspiracy leads to slumber deep,
Babies still do not go gentle into that good nap.

For when sleepy eyes close, a cry:  Recap!
Their frail frames squall and flail and leap.
Raging, raging against the swaddled wrap.

Wild babies caught in soporific blanket scraps,
Learn too soon to wail and weep;
They do not go gentle into that good nap.

Drowsy babes, near sleep, still court mishap
With groans, laments, and fretful peeps,
Rage, rage against the swaddled wrap.

And you, my babe, upon my lap,
An impassioned, wakeful heap.
You do not go gentle into that good nap.
Raging, raging against the swaddled wrap.

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