! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Fe Fi Fo Fum, Beware Here I Come! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Fe, fi fo fum.
Beware, nani here I come
She jumped like a monkey
And wrapped her legs around me.
Gave me a tight hug and a kiss
You are really a darling miss.
Then we wriggled our bums
And laughed like hoodlums.
You watched it on TV
Yes, she nodded acting sheepish.
I saw it on IPL
Cheer leaders dance and yell.
My, you have grown big.
In July I just turned six.
Now I am going on seven.
You? Forgot, good heavens.
You have got a nice tan.
Yes, I know she hopped and ran.
Went to Sri Lanka for a holiday.
Had so much fun crooned away.
Come tell me what you’ll eat.
Can we start with dessert?
We sat with an ice cream tub.
Forgot all about food and grub.
She asked me riddles and told jokes.
We laughed as we sipped our cokes.
She left late at night.
Now the house is very quiet.
But in my mind
Her childish prattle alive.
Lovely write Mamta, nothing is more relaxing than enjoying the unfettered enthusiasm of little children...You are a lucky grandma and so is your granddaughter...Cheers 10+
you succeed in bringing childhood memories in mind, eyes stopped blinking....i was in a trance......i came back in present and sighed deeply, mamta....thanks for sharing such a lovely poem, dear....
This adorable, spirited child is captured and held within the margins of this lovely poem. Come what may she will always be six years old there. Very touching, Mamta Love all your work, Sandra
Title, so much ornamental Fe Fi Fo Fum, tones so instrumental. Trip to a distant land of sand Hip Hip Hurray mother you grand Play with your lass, so bouncy You relived all your fancies. Its your mature yet juvenile moods Make you hop and dance grace of god's And credit goes to your childs, a loads. We share your happy times and rhymes With great amusement.
fee fee fo fum - wow! takes me back to my school days in colonial Nigeria, gives me wings to fly, an invitation to a dance, or seance, or both. really good, Mamta. I shall fly the 10 like a kite, like a bird.
What a lovely poem, it brought so many smiles to my face. Children can be so charming and full of fun. Enjoy your grand children. Bob
good grandma poem Mamta...i think your grand daughter inspires...imaginative kicking lines joyous..thanks 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A JOY OF A POEM TO READ...CHILDREN GIVE LIFE TO LIFE ITSELF..MOMENTS SPENT WITH THEM IS MORE THAN A PRAYER MEDITATION OR WORK OUT..RELIEVES AND RELAXES YOU TOTALLY.....10