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Where are my galloshes?
Contributed by
jackee_line
on
Friday, 7th March 2003 @ 12:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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I remember when I was a young girl, anxiously waiting,
for the first sign of snow to get here, till then constantly complaining.
But eventually, on one crisp,cold morning,
looking out the window to my surprise..SNOW!!!
It covered everything, it was everywhere, excited I ran to and fro....
Yelling
"Mommy, where are my galloshes?"
Now a few years later, a teenager I've becomed.
Thinking that snow is kind of a drag, but also welcomed.
I remember the frozen ears and hands, but we were cool.
To wear hats and mits was not the thing to do.
Weekend comes, friends gather,
to watch movies or to just sit and veg, it didn't matter.
Then a plan is formed, to throw snowballs at the boys.
With adrenaline rushing and a smile on my face, this was something i would enjoy.
Yelling
"Mom, where did you put my galloshes?"
Years go by and I`m all grown up.
Thinking about my youth, how much fun it was, but all this must stop.
This white fluffy stuff called"snow" is here again. The weatherman said 31cm and more coming.
Where in the heck am I going to put it? Huge snow mountain at the end of the driveway are forming.
I wish I was in Florida.
Yelling
"Honey, where are my F....... galloshes?"
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 11th March 2003 @ 12:06:07 PM AEST (User
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rofl! cute poem! in my case one of my dogs ate them lol, hugs nessa |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by wolfflow on
Monday, 17th March 2003 @ 06:30:09 AM AEST (User
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lol, much fun, ty |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Tanna on
Tuesday, 1st April 2003 @ 09:36:17 AM AEST (User
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Hehehe, this was cute! Isn't it funny how when you were a kid, ya couldn't wait, but as an adult, ya groan at the thought of more snow? I can relate to this one ;) |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wrybod on
Friday, 11th April 2003 @ 11:23:51 AM AEST (User
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So you call them galloshes. Over here they're Wellingtons after the style of boots invented by Wellington (the victor at Waterloo.
All the same they are never there when you want them
Nice cosy memories. |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by WordPoet on
Wednesday, 23rd April 2003 @ 02:29:49 PM AEST (User
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"Excuse me waiter, can I have my reality check please..." This poem made me stop and think about all the things Itake for granted. How I used to enjoy the simple things in life and the way everything seemed magical and new.
I've grown and these things seem to be a distant memory but like the embers of a fire, your poem has helped to stir these memories into a comforting flame.
Great write. |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sinned on
Friday, 3rd March 2006 @ 07:25:55 AM AEST (User
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Jackee_Line
GALLOSHES________GALLOSHES
I loved this poem !
My grandchildren don't know what in the world galloshes are--"were" or whatever.
I was just over to Sarnia Ontario yesterday--Yes it was snowing.
I live in Port Huron Michigan and cross the Blue Water Bridge often into your beautiful country and find the people loving and kind.
I would never give up my America,but I can joyfully sing--O'Canada
A friend
Sinned |
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Re: Where are my galloshes?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Millennium on
Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 06:37:28 PM AEST (User
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i am usually very impatient in that i dont like reading poems over like 10 lines (haha) but i definately enjoyed reading this
=) |
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