The Goops, by William Wordsworth

As many of you know, I am sort of a purist when it comes to poetry; therefore I only teach the kids the most classic of poems. This is one of them -- a lesser known Wordsworth poem titled, "The Goops." No, really. Enjoy. The words are below so you can get the full effect.

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The Goops

by Gillette Burgess

The Goops they lick their fingers
And the Goops they lick their knives:
They spill their broth on the tablecloth
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!

The Goops they talk while eating,
And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I
Am not a Goop, are you?

A Turkey Day recap

Hi everybody, and happy belated Turkey Day! This is Catherine. Mommy has asked me to update her blog, since she is far too busy watching soap operas and taking naps. So I thought I'd start my new role as blogger by recapping Thanksgiving. So here goes!

This Thanksgiving we went to Uncle Luke and Aunt Kristen's house. We also went to the park. We had yummy stuffing and a turkey that Uncle Luke cooked in a big pot. The boys were hoping it would catch fire and explode, but no such luck.

We also decorated cookies at Aunt Tara's house. Dommie fit 1,059 M&Ms on one cookie. Then he ate them all. Aunt Tara sent all the decorating stuff home with us and we've been bugging Mommy to let us destroy her kitchen decorate cookies ever since. Mommy looooooves sprinkles. Especially when they are all over the floor.

Well, Mommy is calling me to do more chores (I'm like Cinderella around here!) so I'd better run. Chop, chop lollipop! See you later, alligator! In a while, crocodile!

On the left: our turkey cookies before Dommie defeathered them.