Baby on Board

A poem by Lima for her 6 month niece

On Miranda Rose, A Ship of British Marine at Chennai Port, April 2008

Little tooksie went on the ship

Wearing her pretty pink clip

Hoping to get an ocean dip

But her parents and grans would sure flip

That wish easily we did pip

Oh what a trip, what a trip!

Being so hot, she barely did kip

All attempts she managed to skip

Only water she wanted to sip

Or to climb upwards from someone’s hip

Or paper that she continuously tried to rip

Oh what a trip, what a trip!

Around the place, carrying her, she got us to zip

The cries of delight that spouted from her lip

Drowned all our protests which we had to nip

With lots of fun, time did quickly slip

All the way till the journey’s tip

Oh what a trip, what a trip!