Spock the Vegan

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Unborn (Limerick) - Poem by Spock the Vegan

It was warm there in the womb
Like a soft and watery tomb
And though I was dumb
I sucked on my thumb
Until I was expelled into the cold room

Topic(s) of this poem: birth, coldness, life, mother and child , baby

Form: Limerick


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The hospital scale was especially cold.

Comments about Unborn (Limerick) by Spock the Vegan

  • Rajnish Manga (9/25/2016 9:27:00 AM)

    Limerick: Unborn
    This is incredible. You have done the impossible- creating humour through a lovely this limerick poem on an unborn or just born child. I thank you, Mr Spock, for sharing such a fine masterpiece.
    And though I was dumb
    I sucked on my thumb
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    Spock The Vegan (9/30/2016 1:48:00 PM)

    Thanks a whole lot. Sometimes one comes together nicely.

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  • Kim Barney (11/5/2015 3:24:00 AM)


    Did you get stuck in the wrong egg?
    It looks like you have a third leg!
    Well, that's not so bad,
    So don't feel too sad,
    You just hang it up on a peg!
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    Spock The Vegan (9/30/2016 1:46:00 PM)

    Hummm, I've read some of your limericks. This one is over the top.

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/4/2015 6:32:00 PM)


    Wonderful Limerick shared on birth and thought of fetus. Very wise sharing really...10 (Report) Reply

    Spock The Vegan (9/30/2016 1:43:00 PM)

    Thank you veeeeeeeery much.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, December 2, 2016


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