Pure Poetry

Roel just finished dictating a "poem" to me. Each time he added a line, he wanted Sheila to read the entire poem from the beginning. Without further ado:

Mouse in a House
Goat in a Boat
Lamb in a Ham
Butterfly in a Why
Kangaroo in a Moo
Table not stable
Swing in Ping (the duck)
Computer in a Tootuter
Rocketship in a Toot
Light in a Toot
Pumpkin in a Toot
Pocket in a Toot
Peepee Poopoo Toot
--Roel

I thought it was a masterpiece after the first 6 lines (ending in "Table not stable"), but he insisted on going on. You can see where he wanted to take the poem. In fact, many discussions with Roel these days end up going in that direction. Bathroom humor is one of his favorite topics. Towards the end, each time he added a line, and each time Sheila read the new one, his level of delight and self-satisfaction noticeably rose.