pat-a-cake pat-a-cake camping gal
take me a-trekking as fast as you can
climb up a mountain, live in a tent
write all about where you were and you went
chuck in a baby gap 15 years long
a teenage girl runner, tall-limbed and strong
throw in a pic of a mad man’s part-y
then follow instructions: sit down and read me
Patti writes a lovely, gentle blog so I have written her a lovely, gentle poem to match.
What she actually envisioned this post would be was something with small circles of ground meat involved, therefore, I have made a point of not calling her a hamburger.
Have a wonderful day, Patti!
If you would like a nonsense poem on your birthday, leave the date in the comments.