I was really having trouble deciding on a pet Exactly what I wanted I wasn’t sure just yet I pondered and I pondered until I couldn’t bear it Then it finally came to me, I’ll get a baby carrot Now I did not expect to have just any orange sprout It took a lot of looking to pick the right one out By the time I picked one out, my head was in a whirl But he was sure a cutie and I quickly named him Earl Earl can be a character and he is quite a riot But when I’m watching TV, he’s always very quiet Earl won’t watch the Gourmet Chef, in fact he really hates him It’s because one day he cooked some carrots and he ate them Earl always keeps a tidy room and never makes a mess He never gives me trouble and I really must confess The few times he’s been naughty and had to have a whack He took it well and never even thought of talking back I recently brought home for Earl a little carrot friend I think it was a big mistake that bit me in the end When I got home from work today I caught him kissing Earl And then it finally dawned on me, my carrot is a girl. Poem By Stephen Washam
Sometimes I get inspired by the simplest things in life, of which I had one of those moments the other day while pulling carrots in the garden. This led to me thinking about carrots in general, and after cleaning my freshly dug and clipped produce, I plopped down at the computer and googled ‘Carrot Poems’. The above poem was the first thing that popped up and I just couldn’t pass it by. It is simple, funny and not a swear word to be found anywhere.
If my kids were still little, this would be a poem I would read to them. As the kids are now grown and gone, I need to amuse myself somehow so I may as well revert to reading children’s poems just for fun. Beats the crappy world news any day.
Which got me to thinking about all the carrots that I yanked from the garden…what would I name them if I wanted them as pets?
Bonus points for anyone to come up with a really cool name for it.