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Compensation

I may be childless but
I'm told
there are compensations...

My career prospects will
positively soar
and I can have that holiday
I've always dreamed of in Bangalore.

I'll never have to worry
about getting fat
and can give all my attention
to my very posh Persian cat.

No one will ever be sick
in my brand new Mercedes car
or in my, absolutely 'to die for',
shoes I bought from Prada.

I'll never have to save for
anyone to go to college
and I've always hated
fish fingers and bland baby porridge.

I can lie in on Sunday,
if I want, till way past midday
and have crazy wild sex
anywhere and any which way.

Compensation, yes
there may be
but I'll never hear anyone
call me, their bestest mummy...



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  • Doug Cavers
    July 21

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    Quite, quite good. Rhyming is a little strained in places, but very direct language.
    I like how you lie to yourself through materialism and sex (that's my favorite stanza, the Sunday sex one)
    I generally don't lie through materialism, but sex is one of my favorite mediums.

    What's also nice is that this lie is born of unfortunateness and purity, rather than simple maliciousness and avarice.


  • Touchof1der silver member
    March 26, 2007
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    I love the ease with which your words flows across the page and the images and well as the emotions they evoke. You have used the word in an entirely creative way that I can certainly appreciate. Thank you taking the time and effort to enter my contest. Good luck!
    ♥ Touchof1der


  • Whoochi gold member
    March 21, 2007

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    Bittersweet sentiment..Believe me there are days when I wish...well lets just say, I have no regrest but man to go and buy a pair of Prada shoes...However, I would not trade my kids for the world...especially when i am singing to them Twinkle Twinkle Little Star at night in their moonlit room...yes! thats my purpose in life...Good job, good luck!


  • BabyBun silver member
    March 21, 2007

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    A lovely piece. Just a spelling error - "sore" should be "soar". I liked the message. As someone with no children of my own I get it totally. However I now find myself a step-mum to two terrific kids who just made such a fuss of me on Mother's Day sending me cards saying No1 Mummy! So never say never - life can have some mysterious twists and turns. A great read.


  • Seltz
    March 20, 2007

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    WOW NOT WHAT I EXPECTED IN THIS POEM ANLY MORE YOU ARE SO TRUTHFUL IN THIS WRITITNG,GOOD JOB. I HAD A MISCARIAGE AND I HAVE HAD TO TELL MYSELF SIMILAR THINGS WHEN I HAD REALIZED THAT I WON'T BR LIKEY TO HAVE ANY KIDS.....IT HURTS I KNOW
    THIS ABOUT SAYS IT ALLL
    Compensation, yes
    there may be
    but I'll never hear anyone
    call me their bestest mummy.


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    March 20, 2007

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    This is beautiful..I love the flow..yet I cant help to be sad.. I adore my children and couldnt imagine life without them..

    you have the heart of a mother.
    bestest mummy kisses for you..


  • wishintreeUK
    March 20, 2007

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    Brilliant!

    This is an excellent poem, you have used your word choice to the best advantage, your rhyming is spot on, your poem flows with ease giving your reader a most delightful read.

    Well done

    ~Katie~

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