poemitas in english

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Cambiando las etiquetas de los libros de poemas no podía evitar abrirlos y leer, buscando satisfacer alguna necesidad perdida en lo más profundo de mi ser.

Me gustan los poemas que riman.

Está éste (que yo lo había escuchado en formato chiste):

Distracted the mother said to her boy

Distracted the mother said to her boy
‘Do you try to upset and perplex and annoy?
Now, give me four reasons – and don’t play the fool –
Why you shouldn’t get up and get ready for school.’

Her son replied slowly, ‘Well, mother, you see,
I can’t stand the teachers and they detest me;
And there isn’t a boy or a girl in the place
That I like or, in turn, that delights in my face.’

‘And I’ll give you two reasons,’ she said, ‘Why you ought
Get yourself ready off to school before you get caught;
Because, first, you are forty and, next, you young fool,
It’s your job to be there.
You’re the head of the school

Gregory Harrison

Los dos siguientes son del mismo autor, N.M. Bodecker. El primero rima, el segundo me gustó por su ritmo. 🙂

Mr. Beecher

Homer Beecher
(Spanish teacher)
taught his students
in a bleacher.
In the snows
that blow
and vanish,
in the rains
he taught them
Spanish,
till the students
went away
(went to proms
and far away).
When they told him:
“Mister Beecher,
durable
but frozen teacher,
not a soul is left.
Just look!”
Teacher Beecher
closed his book.

Getting together

Do you prefer
giblets to triplets,
or triplets to giblets,
or not?
Do you like carrots
as dearly as parrots,
or parrots far better,
or what?
Do you prefer
lizards to blizzards,
and blizzards and lizards
to lumps?
Do you like wrinkles
better than crinkles
and crinkles much better
than mumps?
Do you think slippers
are better than flippers,
and flippers are better
than flaps?
Then don’t ever bother
to marry another
We were meant for each other!
Perhaps.

Del libro: Let’s Marry Said the Cherry / N.M. Bodecker

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  1. Qué notable! Hace días que, sin pocas ganas de venir a trabajar, me acuerdo del chiste en que el chabón dice que no quiere ir a la escuela porque los niños lo pelean… a lo que la madre contesta exactamente como la última estrofa del primer poema. No tenía idea. Pensé que siempre había sido chiste.

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