A boy without much in his skull,
Found his finances hushed in a lull,
He tried cutting grass,
But gave up at last,
When his scissors had gotten too dull.
When I was a kid my parents did not have a weed-eater. This limerick was inspired by, but not a true reflection of, that predicament. You have probably already gathered what we did. My siblings and I were each given a pair of scissors and sent out to cut the grass that grew too close to the trees and clothesline poles for the lawn mower to get. As a kid I thought this was horrible, as an adult I find it hilarious. Surely my parents were laughing as they sent us out to do this task.
“That should keep them busy for a while.” I can almost hear them saying with sly grins on their faces.
“Can we afford a weed-eater this summer Harry?”
“Sure, but what fun would that be?”
And our winner of the Mary Mary Stationery “It’s Limerick Friday” Card Pack is: Amy Button!!!
I’ll get these in the mail to you promptly Amy.
(No pictures this time. I just got back from an all day field trip to Honeysuckle Hill Farm in Springfield with Owen’s class. I’m tired, so you’ll just have to trust that it was fair.)
I was just sitting here thinking that I hadn’t seen Limerick Friday come across and BOOM, here it is!!! 🙂
And, um, now that I’ve been a parent for 10 years… I HAVE to believe that those were the quiet mutterings between your parents! Hee. Hee. (seriously considering this with our kids!)
I feel so naive. Growing up I just assumed we were normal and when we did get a weed eater I thought they had just been invented. Woe is me… I don’t remember hating that job, but I do remember being bummed if I got the scissors for left handed persons.
Yay for me! I’ve actually been busy and am just now checking but it’s a very nice surprise.
I’m laughing picturing all the Troyer kids out with scissors…that’s too funny!