Re: Go Away Arthur! - a poem

[Guest guest]

Colleen:

I disagree with you. You are a creative poet! I can't wait to show this to

Hannah.

Sending prayers & happy thoughts,

Beth :-)

Go Away Arthur! - a poem

Hi-

Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-site. The

reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess Parade. I'm the first

to admit I am no poet

GO AWAY ARTHUR!

Arthur, you stinker,

you taker of joy

You loser, you meanie,

who hurts girls and boys

We've decided, we princesses,

that your time here is through!

Pack your things and get out,

we want rid of you

Take your needles and blood tests

your swelling and pain

Grab your insomnia, your moods,

your prednsione weight gain

Don't forget the IV's

X-rays, tests and therapy

Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

and replacements for knees

Take your danger to vision,

skin problems and strife

Remove the dark clouds

that threaten long life

We won't need orthotics,

splint, crutch or wheelchair

Goodbye brittle bones

and falling out hair

Take your hot puffy joints,

that cause so much sorrow

Leave only the health

and promise of tomorrow

And though you can't return

the childhood you've stolen

We'll take a bright future

without joints that are swollen

Stay away from the promise of

all we'll be able to do

Hit the road, Arthur!

Good riddance to you!

Best hopes to all-

Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

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[Guest guest]

I agree with Beth! Great poem...Clare will love it, too!

, Beth Yohnk <yohnkmom@...> wrote:

>

> Colleen:

>

> I disagree with you. You are a creative poet! I can't wait to

show this to Hannah.

>

> Sending prayers & happy thoughts,

> Beth :-)

>

>

>

> Go Away Arthur! - a poem

>

> Hi-

>

> Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-

site. The reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess

Parade. I'm the first to admit I am no poet

>

> GO AWAY ARTHUR!

> Arthur, you stinker,

> you taker of joy

> You loser, you meanie,

> who hurts girls and boys

>

> We've decided, we princesses,

> that your time here is through!

> Pack your things and get out,

> we want rid of you

>

> Take your needles and blood tests

> your swelling and pain

> Grab your insomnia, your moods,

> your prednsione weight gain

>

> Don't forget the IV's

> X-rays, tests and therapy

> Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

> and replacements for knees

>

> Take your danger to vision,

> skin problems and strife

> Remove the dark clouds

> that threaten long life

>

> We won't need orthotics,

> splint, crutch or wheelchair

> Goodbye brittle bones

> and falling out hair

>

> Take your hot puffy joints,

> that cause so much sorrow

> Leave only the health

> and promise of tomorrow

>

> And though you can't return

> the childhood you've stolen

> We'll take a bright future

> without joints that are swollen

>

> Stay away from the promise of

> all we'll be able to do

> Hit the road, Arthur!

> Good riddance to you!

>

>

> Best hopes to all-

> Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

>

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[Guest guest]

That is great Colleen! Can I use it for future use???

Donna

Go Away Arthur! - a poem

Hi-

Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-site. The

reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess Parade. I'm the first

to admit I am no poet

GO AWAY ARTHUR!

Arthur, you stinker,

you taker of joy

You loser, you meanie,

who hurts girls and boys

We've decided, we princesses,

that your time here is through!

Pack your things and get out,

we want rid of you

Take your needles and blood tests

your swelling and pain

Grab your insomnia, your moods,

your prednsione weight gain

Don't forget the IV's

X-rays, tests and therapy

Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

and replacements for knees

Take your danger to vision,

skin problems and strife

Remove the dark clouds

that threaten long life

We won't need orthotics,

splint, crutch or wheelchair

Goodbye brittle bones

and falling out hair

Take your hot puffy joints,

that cause so much sorrow

Leave only the health

and promise of tomorrow

And though you can't return

the childhood you've stolen

We'll take a bright future

without joints that are swollen

Stay away from the promise of

all we'll be able to do

Hit the road, Arthur!

Good riddance to you!

Best hopes to all-

Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

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Donna-

Absolutely! That would be wonderful! and thank you-

colleen

ajaoky@... wrote:

That is great Colleen! Can I use it for future use???

Donna

Go Away Arthur! - a poem

Hi-

Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-site. The

reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess Parade. I'm the first

to admit I am no poet

GO AWAY ARTHUR!

Arthur, you stinker,

you taker of joy

You loser, you meanie,

who hurts girls and boys

We've decided, we princesses,

that your time here is through!

Pack your things and get out,

we want rid of you

Take your needles and blood tests

your swelling and pain

Grab your insomnia, your moods,

your prednsione weight gain

Don't forget the IV's

X-rays, tests and therapy

Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

and replacements for knees

Take your danger to vision,

skin problems and strife

Remove the dark clouds

that threaten long life

We won't need orthotics,

splint, crutch or wheelchair

Goodbye brittle bones

and falling out hair

Take your hot puffy joints,

that cause so much sorrow

Leave only the health

and promise of tomorrow

And though you can't return

the childhood you've stolen

We'll take a bright future

without joints that are swollen

Stay away from the promise of

all we'll be able to do

Hit the road, Arthur!

Good riddance to you!

Best hopes to all-

Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

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[Guest guest]

Thanks Colleen!

Donna

Go Away Arthur! - a poem

Hi-

Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-site. The

reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess Parade. I'm the first

to admit I am no poet

GO AWAY ARTHUR!

Arthur, you stinker,

you taker of joy

You loser, you meanie,

who hurts girls and boys

We've decided, we princesses,

that your time here is through!

Pack your things and get out,

we want rid of you

Take your needles and blood tests

your swelling and pain

Grab your insomnia, your moods,

your prednsione weight gain

Don't forget the IV's

X-rays, tests and therapy

Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

and replacements for knees

Take your danger to vision,

skin problems and strife

Remove the dark clouds

that threaten long life

We won't need orthotics,

splint, crutch or wheelchair

Goodbye brittle bones

and falling out hair

Take your hot puffy joints,

that cause so much sorrow

Leave only the health

and promise of tomorrow

And though you can't return

the childhood you've stolen

We'll take a bright future

without joints that are swollen

Stay away from the promise of

all we'll be able to do

Hit the road, Arthur!

Good riddance to you!

Best hopes to all-

Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

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[Guest guest]

I absolutely love this poem!!

Love always

(JAS, 22)

ajaoky@... wrote:

Thanks Colleen!

Donna

Go Away Arthur! - a poem

Hi-

Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-site. The

reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess Parade. I'm the first

to admit I am no poet

GO AWAY ARTHUR!

Arthur, you stinker,

you taker of joy

You loser, you meanie,

who hurts girls and boys

We've decided, we princesses,

that your time here is through!

Pack your things and get out,

we want rid of you

Take your needles and blood tests

your swelling and pain

Grab your insomnia, your moods,

your prednsione weight gain

Don't forget the IV's

X-rays, tests and therapy

Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

and replacements for knees

Take your danger to vision,

skin problems and strife

Remove the dark clouds

that threaten long life

We won't need orthotics,

splint, crutch or wheelchair

Goodbye brittle bones

and falling out hair

Take your hot puffy joints,

that cause so much sorrow

Leave only the health

and promise of tomorrow

And though you can't return

the childhood you've stolen

We'll take a bright future

without joints that are swollen

Stay away from the promise of

all we'll be able to do

Hit the road, Arthur!

Good riddance to you!

Best hopes to all-

Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

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[Guest guest]

Colleen,

This is a great poem. I printed it out to give to Aundrea. I think

she plans to share it with her teacher and homebound tutor.

You did a great job! You should submit it to the " kids get arthitis

to publication " .

sonia (aundrea 11 systemic jra/gerd)

> That is great Colleen! Can I use it for future use???

> Donna

>

> Go Away Arthur! - a poem

>

> Hi-

>

> Just wanted to share a little poem I wrote for our walk team web-

site. The reference to princesses is because of our name - Princess

Parade. I'm the first to admit I am no poet

>

> GO AWAY ARTHUR!

> Arthur, you stinker,

> you taker of joy

> You loser, you meanie,

> who hurts girls and boys

>

> We've decided, we princesses,

> that your time here is through!

> Pack your things and get out,

> we want rid of you

>

> Take your needles and blood tests

> your swelling and pain

> Grab your insomnia, your moods,

> your prednsione weight gain

>

> Don't forget the IV's

> X-rays, tests and therapy

> Keep the ulcers, med side effects,

> and replacements for knees

>

> Take your danger to vision,

> skin problems and strife

> Remove the dark clouds

> that threaten long life

>

> We won't need orthotics,

> splint, crutch or wheelchair

> Goodbye brittle bones

> and falling out hair

>

> Take your hot puffy joints,

> that cause so much sorrow

> Leave only the health

> and promise of tomorrow

>

> And though you can't return

> the childhood you've stolen

> We'll take a bright future

> without joints that are swollen

>

> Stay away from the promise of

> all we'll be able to do

> Hit the road, Arthur!

> Good riddance to you!

>

> Best hopes to all-

> Colleen (mom to Caitlin, 8)

>

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