Each time I read this peom, I get transported to a totally different world!
My tiger friend has got the sled,
And I have packed a snack.
We're all set for the trip ahead.
We're never coming back!
We're abandoning this life we've led!
So long, Mom and Pop!
We're sick of doing what you’ve said,
And now it's going to stop!
We're going where it snows all year,
Where life can have real meaning.
A place where we won’t have to hear,
"Your room could stand some cleaning."
The Yukon is the place for us!
That's where we want to live.
Up there we'll go to yell and cuss
And act real primitive.
We'll never have to go to school,
Forced into submission,
By monster, crabby teachers who'll
Make us learn addition.
We'll never have to clean a plate,
Of veggie glops and goos.
Messily we'll masticate,
Using any fork we choose!
The timber wolves will be our friends.
Well stay up late and howl,
At the moon, till nightmare ends,
Before going on the prowl.
Oh, what a life! we cannot wait,
To be in that arctic land,
Where we'll be masters of our fate,
And lead a life that's grand!
No more of parental rules!
We're heading for some snow!
Good riddance to those grown-up-ghouls!
We're leaving! Yukon Ho!
And I have packed a snack.
We're all set for the trip ahead.
We're never coming back!
We're abandoning this life we've led!
So long, Mom and Pop!
We're sick of doing what you’ve said,
And now it's going to stop!
We're going where it snows all year,
Where life can have real meaning.
A place where we won’t have to hear,
"Your room could stand some cleaning."
The Yukon is the place for us!
That's where we want to live.
Up there we'll go to yell and cuss
And act real primitive.
We'll never have to go to school,
Forced into submission,
By monster, crabby teachers who'll
Make us learn addition.
We'll never have to clean a plate,
Of veggie glops and goos.
Messily we'll masticate,
Using any fork we choose!
The timber wolves will be our friends.
Well stay up late and howl,
At the moon, till nightmare ends,
Before going on the prowl.
Oh, what a life! we cannot wait,
To be in that arctic land,
Where we'll be masters of our fate,
And lead a life that's grand!
No more of parental rules!
We're heading for some snow!
Good riddance to those grown-up-ghouls!
We're leaving! Yukon Ho!
The Yukon Song
From: Yukon Ho!
Bill Watterson
From: Yukon Ho!
Bill Watterson
4 comments:
What a great poem to kick off the week! Truly 'gung-ho', made me feel i could face anything today! or even march all the way to Singapore! = ) Heeheehee (with the poem in my head of course!) Wishing you a smooth, productive and fun working week G3. Hugs!
MUSH,
Glad the poem helped lift your spirits. C&H has always either had me rolling on the floor laughing or had me re-think about things I've never thought about before.
Up until now, I've been having a great week. Hope you're having an even better one.
Hugs back to 'ya! And some cyber kisses coming Nora's way!:)
Hey G3,
Hows life!! Well the name Calvin and Hobbes hooked me to ur site and then I went through all ur posts and I really enjoyed every bit of it, its fun. I will keep dropping to read more of ur stuffs so keep posting.
Actually me a great fan of Calvin too and have the book "The Indispensable Calvin and Hobbes" and it too has a great poem.
Lazy me found the poem @ http://home3.inet.tele.dk/stadil/poemind.htm which saved me from typing it :D. Hope u enjoy it too.
Cheers!!
RIMS,
I have to agree that quite a few visitors to my blog have all been C&H fans. I dont know what I'll do to get in more traffic if I didnt write about C&H. ;)
Anyway, I read the poem and loved it. In fact para 4 from the poem has been sitting on my desktop as a wallpaper with calvin raising a lille blue flag and hobbes poised with a map in one hand and an apple in the other! :-D
Keep dropping by more often, I promise to keep posting :)
cheers
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