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A poem for this week ( but do bear in mind they were written for children)
Hoomski the Hoomi
Hoomski was the Hoomi of a far and distant land
He sure was lonely with no family to hand
He wanted a wife that would be just right
But he couldn't think who, though he pondered day and night.
A prince has his princess with long, blonde hair
A knight goes a-courting for a damsel fair
An emperor has an empress, a tsarina has her tsar
But for someone for a Hoomi he would have to search far
He travelled round the world on many boats and then a train
But he hadn't any luck until, while stepping off a plane
What he saw at Luton Airport made his heart beat very fast
Could this be the very soul-mate for our Hoomi at last
There stood a creature of a very pleasing size
She was tall, she was substantial, with enormous green eyes
So he drew a big breath and said "My dear, who might you be?"
And she turned to him, most sweetly smiled and said "Who, me/"
"A Hoomi!" cried out Hoomski "that's the very perfect one
Marry me and come to my land, there to share my throne"
Now it happened that this lady rather liked our hero's pun
And she thought that Hoomski might be really rather fun
SO
They flew through God.s heaven
In a 747
And landed at sunset, ja?
Now thanks to "Who, me?"
(Whose name was Marie)
Our Hoomski's a Hoom-pa-pa
