Wednesday, July 9, 2008

A Poem - To My Sperm

So white and small, and all screwed up,
You started your day in a sterilized cup.
Playboys, Penthouse and Hustlers galore,
Assisted your release just in time for,
A walk down a hallway, on our way to see,
A nurse who would take you away from me,
In a rubber-gloved grip, you'll go to a lab,
Where you'll move into a syringe, and prepare for a stab,
Up through the vag, and through the cervix,
Into the uterus you'll fly in a fix.
Here you'll hang out for as long at it takes,
For my wife to ovulate.
When you see the egg, you'll swim like hell,
And if you get through, we'll think that's swell.
Some dual-headed, and others two-tailed,
We'll hope in two weeks that you will not have failed.
So relax while you can in your warm little vial,
Because soon enough you'll begin your trial.
Now ends my poem about insemination,
I hope real soon we'll get lots of congratulation.

The end

7 comments:

BethH6703 said...

LMAO!!!! *applause*

Best of luck this cycle!

Heather said...

Good luck!!

I have lots of hope for you guys!

Xbox4NappyRash said...

Oh god I'm glad I'm not the only one who does it!

Good Luck boys!

Just Me. said...

LOL!!! what a great poem!!

I have to show your poem to my DH! He has morphology issues as well.

Maybe that would inspire him to blog as well! :)

Annie said...

That's a great poem =)

Good luck!

Sarah said...

Great poem!
I sent the link to your blog to my hubby. I hope he reads.

Jewely Bug said...

LOL Love it! Good luck. :)