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Words and images - powerful elements of our everyday life. Most of the time we take them for granted, but sometimes something happens to make you aware of how important they are... and how thankful you are to have the opportunity to use or appreciate them. Here lies some of my words and pictures (which are untouched apart from cropping, unless I've said otherwise) - Please add your words to mine, and leave a comment. Thanks for visiting!

13 November 2006

(K) Kleptomania



(Saying au revoir to my friends)


You know all those things that go missing? Can't find them anywhere? Yep, me too. Well, this one's another of my kiddie oldies from Monsters 4 Bed :-D

Kleptomania

Kleptomania came to stay,
but then she wouldn't go away.
This is how we knew she was here -
our things began to disappear.

First it was the shoes, then it was the socks.
It wasn't then we changed the locks...
A hairbrush here, a toothbrush there -
No one could do their teeth or hair.
Mother's purse went missing one day,
and then the door keys went astray.
We never found the purse nor keys
and put it down to burglaries.
That's when new locks were fitted!
The next day, loud screams emitted
from Dad, who'd lost his grass cutter.
He could only stand and stutter,
"How c-c-could it g-get lost?
This is p-p-preposterous!"

That was not the end to this tale-
I have a bit more to regale:

When my sister was going out,
her make-up was nowhere about.
"Brother! What have you done with it?"
When not believed, I quickly split.

Then it was my turn to holler -
someone had nicked my last dollar!

Next came the grand finale
(which made me feel a 'right charlie'!)
I came home from school last Friday
and, to my utter dismay,
our house was suddenly not there -
We hunted for it everywhere!

We moved to a house down the road,
which was such a temporary abode.
Very soon it started again...
We had only just settled when
that Kleptomania returned.
Both Mum and Dad suffered heartburn!

They sought the help of a medium
who would sort out this tedium...

The medium told the household thief,
"You bad spirit! Stop causing grief!
Return these peoples' house and home
or in Purgatory you'll roam!
Believe me, I have the power
to make your life extremely sour.
And if you don't do what I say
I'll do magic, and make you pay!"

That did the trick - our house came back
complete with all the bric-a-brac.

Finally, the thief left us then,
never visiting us again.

Today, two teachers were talking
about some stuff that was 'walking'-
Some books, a blackboard and a chair
had disappeared into thin air!

I tried very hard not to cheer -
but Kleptomania was here!
Silently I made a big wish...
'Please let her make the school vanish!'

© Annelisa Christensen 7:01 pm

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15 Comments:

At November 14, 2006 4:00 am, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

I love this! Great rhyme and rhythm and very fanciful ideas! You should make an audio recording of you reading all your kids' pieces.

 
At November 14, 2006 3:04 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Why thank you, MOI! Very nice of you to say so...

I don't think this is one of my best kiddie verses, but I kinda like the idea of the school disappearing :-D

I'm not sure about the recording idea - I think the interpretation of someone's poems / rhymes are internal... you put your own 'voice-over' on it. And then, when you hear the 'author' bumbling over it, it detracts from the rythm you've created in your own mind? Does that make sense?

Might play with the idea, though, and see what it sounds like :-)

 
At November 14, 2006 3:23 pm, Blogger red-dirt-girl said...

Yes, I love this poem.......especially as socks seem to be constantly walking off my premises, along with small change.....toothpaste........dollar bills.......and anything sweet!!!
and we never seem to have enough milk in the house.......I wonder why??????

 
At November 14, 2006 3:51 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

With three mini-red-dirt-kitties, and two full grown red-dirt-cats, it's not surprising you keep running out of milk! :-)

Though it sounds like you might have a little mouse (or mice?) in the house, nibbling away at all your bits 'n' bobs...

 
At November 14, 2006 8:55 pm, Blogger mysti said...

Oh what a great poem. I so enjoyed reading it. How very fun and joyful. Thanks for sharing. Kleptomania must be staying in my home now...... or they have a twin?

 
At November 14, 2006 9:40 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

I think Kleptomania gets around... she does seem to visit so many people I know :-D

Tell you the truth, I've been very wary of putting this one, and some of the others, up because they're not as polished as I'd like them to be... but I still got to do the 'clear-out'... so, whether they're ready or not, here they come! :-)

 
At November 14, 2006 11:14 pm, Blogger Mother of Invention said...

That could be part of the lesson for kids a bit older...the very thing you're talking about...the follow-up is having some of them read it..(could be in groups) and then they write a short piece and trade it to hear someone else read it..then they all comment on how they liked to hear themread by others, and by the authors themselves.

I always like reading my own stuff because I know how I want to read it and how I meant it as it was written. I wrote a poem when I got married and the best man read it, but I should have! He screwed up some words!

The little ones are so forgiving and love to be read to!

 
At November 15, 2006 5:32 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

Mother of Invention - always the teacher, huh? It's instinctual, isn't it! :-)

I know what you mean, though, it is part of the process of understanding. I guess I just haven't the confidence in myself to do it justice (I'm actually the antithesis of a 'good public speaker'!) If you were talking to someone else, I'd be right by your side agreeing with you :-D

I also know what you mean about reading your poem yourself... It's certainly happened to me before that when I've listened to someone read one of my poems, there were parts of it that grated on my nerves - my muse cringed and swore never to give me inspiration again, if that's what I was going to do with it!!! :-)

 
At November 15, 2006 6:53 pm, Blogger steve said...

Outstanding! I can't imagine whats not to like about this... it stole my heart.

 
At November 15, 2006 9:20 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow!!!!

i just cant believe it! Youa re sooo talented. That ws one heck of a poem.!

 
At November 15, 2006 11:08 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D Such wit, Steve! In fact, because you said that, I'm going to put Zombie Necropolis on next! There's lots of body bits getting stolen in that...

Mystic Rose - you're making me blush! Thank you for the compliment, especially from one who has a whole lot of talent herself!

 
At November 17, 2006 7:43 am, Blogger M. Shahin said...

This poem fits me in many ways. I'm losing things constantly, but of course that is not from Kleptomania, but my being absent minded :-)

I wish sometimes I could make my college disappear :-)

Nicely done! Here is three cheers for Kleptomania!!!

 
At November 17, 2006 4:57 pm, Blogger Annelisa said...

:-D

I'll send Kleptomania over, M. Shahin!

 
At November 18, 2006 4:34 am, Blogger red-dirt-girl said...

Yes, I've been running slowly this week, so I'm trying to catch up before the holiday next week.....

I found the socks....seems Oscar the dog has a 'thing' for singles if you know what I mean.........this is one twisted household......LOL!

 
At November 18, 2006 10:52 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Did Oscar eat the toothpaste and sweets too? :-)
You've got a holiday next week? Ooo, lucky you. We had a school break a few weeks ago, so not another until Christmas. Doing anything interesting?

 

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