22 November 2006

I'm a Little Teapot Short and Stout

I'm looking in the mirror this morning (which I try not to do very often, so as to not have to fight the urge to slit my wrists) and I'm reminded of this little children's song that my mom taught me a hundred years ago. She still tells me she used to love it when I'd sing it and act it out. Had I known years later it would make me feel like a slug, I wouldn't have memorized it or taught it to my kids!

I'm a little teapot, short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout.
Tip me over and pour me out
I'm a little teapot, short and stout.

*sigh* Back to the Gazelle... thanks ma! :) Love ya

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