Treasure Island

Judith Viorst

(February 2, 1931)

Learning


I'm learning to say thank you.
And I'm learning to say please.
And I'm learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I'm learning not to dribble.
And I'm learning not to slurp.
And I'm learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I'm learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I'm learning that it's much
Much easier to be a slob.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Roseann Shawiak (1/22/2014 1:12:00 AM)

    Love your humor! Brought a smile to my heart! It's also more fun being a slob sometimes!
    Eating with your fingers, playing with your food - makes eating easier than with a fork.
    Can picture my sons at a year old doing all you describe and telling them how good they
    were. Great poem, brought pictures to my mind! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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