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Emma’s Dilemma

My 7 y.o. son stumbled on the word “dilemma” in a book yesterday, and was tickled when I told him the definition.  ”Does Emma have a dilemma?” he asked gleefully — referring to a class friend. And so, this L’Emma-rick was born:
A certain young lady named Emma
Was faced with an awful dilemma
Should she buy de lime,
Or de lemon this time?
Said de iceman, “Have both for a tenna.”

Kids are wonderful at word-play, because the language we take for granted is uncharted territory for them.  For us, it’s a set of utilitarian syllables — For them, it’s a playground.



(Serious silliness inspired by our three year old neighbour, who greeted every meal with an enthusiastic, “Yummy, scrummy!”)

Yumptious, Scrumptious
In my lunch-ous
A harrumptious
Treat from mum-chus
Hmmm . . . my tumcious
Sure feels grumptious
I’ll sit on my bumptious rumptious
And have me a crunch’n’munch-us


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