A poem (Patreon)

Years ago - I had a friend who had a baby. I got her a card - but wrote my own verse. I found it recently - so hey - why not.

A poem for a new baby boy...

When I heard you were having a baby,

I knew it would not be a girl, 

'Cos your bump it was laid along sideways,

And your hair lost a lot of it's curl,

My divining rod twiched in the morning,

Which is a sure sign as it's true,

That a pendulum swings round and round for a girl,

and if it stops still then its TWO!!

With the wonders of modern day science,

It's amazing we all still believe,

In all of the old superstitions,

That the wizened old wives like to weave,

Yes I heard  you were having a baby,

And I knew that it would be a man, 

But the reason I knew was not witchcraft,

I could see the kid's cock on the scan.

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