Thursday, September 9, 2010

Baby at the Table

There's a baby at the table
Who doesn't know what's up.
Forks and knives and barbecues
And bottles of ketchup
Are sitting there and looking back
At his gaze perplexed.
"What are all these things about?
They've really got me vexed."
Worry not my babykins
For one day you shall eat
Not just milk from mama's breast,
But lots of yummy meat!


Just said...

Oh wow he is one handsome little dude! And so fashionable already!

Katherine said...

Baby Picklesworth is so gorgeous. What a beautiful bubba ... Oh & a great poem too! Sorry, the baby stole the limelight there in that post.

Hope said...

love it! thank you