Kid Stuff

Every child is an artist.

The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.

~ Pablo Picasso

So true, Mr. P. So true.

Obviously, immaturity is the answer!

And because it’s still National Poetry Month, I’m thinking a good limerick is just the ticket…

There once was a mustache I knew,

That wiggled with each chomping chew.

This fine facial hair

Caused people to stare

‘Cause it lived on the lip of Aunt Sue.

Yep, that totally worked.

I’m feeling, like, loads more creative…

And I have a strange desire to shake up all the soda cans down at the quickie-mart.

PROMPT: Save your artist self! Get juvenile for a while and have a limerick do the trick.