When I Was a Baby
 
 


by Bruce Lansky
 
   
When I was a baby, I burped a good deal,
most often just after a rather good meal.

I burped after carrots. I burped after peas.
I burped after crackers. I burped after cheese.

Whenever I burped, it was quite a sensation.
My mother applauded my brilliant creation.

She oohed and she aahed. She clucked and she cooed.
But now when I burp mother shouts, “YOU’RE SO RUDE!!!”

Text © Bruce Lansky, reprinted from If Pigs Could Fly...and Other Deep Thoughts, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter. Any copying or use of this poem or illustration without consent is unlawful.


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