Takes all her building blocks
(she's got a lot)
stacks 'em un-
-til the tower totters
(higher than herself now
she on tippytoe on a chair now)
'Don't falls! '
'Don't falls! '
she cajoles 'em
as they...stutter
stammer
not able to
prounounce
an upright position
&
...fall
(deliciously in slow)
motion then speeding up into
...crash!
'Oh! They fells! '
'They fells! '
she hollers.
Mummy Dearest
smiles & tells
Daddy Darling
he had better tell
his little girl
how to get
a better grip
on plurals.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tower-of-babels-for-lyn/
