A Nursery Rhyme of sorts

What are little boys made of
snips and snails, and puppy dog tails
that's what little boys are made of

What are little girls made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of,

This is my first recollection of my misconception
of relationships.
My mom read to me every night and Mother Goose was my favorite.
There are lots of colors and rhyming words that makes this book so flagrant
Somehow to children, all the goosing just makes so much sense.

At 10 I did think boys were as nasty as snails
by 20 I could see those puppy dog tails very well.
R Kelly pissing on women to mark his territory
while all the other dogs laughed.
bought the bootleg even.

I don't believe that all men are dogs
just maybe barking up the wrong trees.
or the barks are so smooth they feel like strong breezes
bringing them tumbling to their knees.

I mean I get it milk the cow for all it's worth
why buy the cow when you can milk it for free.
Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed to see such a sport
and the dish ran away with the spoon.

The cow jumped over the moon
tired of being milked for free
finally realizing that when the moon is shining here
the sun is shining elsewhere maybe being with this dog is not for me.
The little dog laughed at her irrational decisions
He didn't have ill intentions
he just neglected to make mention of his business with her in the first place.
After divorce from the horse
he was just looking for intercourse

But, why would he tell her that?
He learned from the cat and the fiddle
that you just diddle diddle until you feel like you wanna consider
her your mate.
It's her fault, if she falls for the puppy dog eyes
neglecting to notice the facts.
Now she jumps into new grass empty but free to lactate again
while he shrugs oh well, I'll miss her, but I'll never tell.

See the dish was married to the bowl.
The dish thought the bowl was being too cold when he was
really just focused on his own goals.
All she wanted him to do is realize that they were two dishes
but, They could hold more together than he could alone
and somewhere deep down he wanted to.

He loved her and when he's ready he'll acknowledge it.
Once he proves to society that he can hold more than frosty flakes
thinking his fate is to make everyone understand his stature is imperial
he is more than just another man
he is deep enough to hold mixed substances and dangerous combinations of intelligence for your tasting

All the while she is waiting, contemplating
becoming a complacent plate.
a holding place for his weight.
It's in her nature to support her mate.
no matter what's at stake.
That steak sure felt juicy applying pressure on her right side.
lean, bold, brown, nice
The warmth felt right that night
yet she returned to the dirty water with the bowl.

She was flat out faithful.
His essence cupped her soul.
There were times when he didn't even know what he wanted her to wait for
but he just needed her to be patient
bc their ancestors had been packaged and
shuffled for payment.
So marriage and relationships to him some time
felt like arraignment.

She begged the creator to whip up love in him
then make it overflow over onto her.
And he, he didn't know what to pray for
he fights against standards he created
based off society and now it is the separation between he and she
dish and dish
bowl and plate
swish to be cleaned by the same washing process
but she seems to get cleaner
while stains change his demeanor
 
He knows she can hold more that he can
Her construction round, beautiful and sturdy
Well poised and easy to clean when dirty
He is not afraid of her stance
Just dealing with acceptance of his own nature
he says let's just make sure everything is set before we lay it all on the table

She replied your ego is going to need a bigger bowl
bc It's weight is cracking the foundation of a plate like me.
it took her a few years to interpret the meaning of what he needed.
He assumed that she only had eyes for him, yet he couldn't believe this

There was a utensil sharp with a thin handle similar to a pencil
All it would take is a little spooning
sliding into the situation was simple.
The spoon learned from the dog and the cat that
fiddling and diddling yourself is cool at first
but for the long term it's wack.
The dish saw the cow wise up, free herself, and jump over
the moon.
She said hey, what the heck, I will run away with the spoon.

So all you snails with puppy dog tails
neglecting your sugar and spice.
There's always a spoon in the back of the room
waiting to give your woman a good night.


Copyright 2010 Shelly Bell