Ads for adults, not children (poem) by Pearl Barley aka C M Donaldson on AuthorsDen

Ads for adults, not children
by Pearl Barley aka C M Donaldson → (All Poetry by Pearl Barley aka C M Donaldson)
Tuesday, March 19, 2019 Rated "G" by the Author.

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This actually happened, more than once, in the early evening when little ones are not necessarily in bed yet, possibly watching an age-appropriate cartoon, then the adverts come on and believe me, this poem is a true account of what occurred and my response. To say I was flabbergasted would be an understatement, but the hard part was the explaining to a pre-schooler what the advert was about and what it meant, and I'm all for telling little ones the truth, but some things aren't that easy to explain. It's funny now when I look back and this little rhyme came out of that experience.
Ads for adults, not suitable for children When your four-year-old is smart and bright, and sat there watching telly one night, Well it’s not quite what I’d call ‘night’ really, more afternoon/early evening clearly, then he looks to you to innocently ask, while you look on, somewhat aghast, about the advert he’s just seen. And he's like "What does it all mean?" and in that moment it’s soon the case, that you don’t know where to put your face Why so untimely the ads must show, such intimate detail to let your child know, that ladies suffer at a certain age, and especially after the menopausal stage It’s stunning these inappropriate ads in front of young impressionable lads without a hint of unbridled shyness, discuss the ins and outs of vaginal dryness

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on March 19, 2019

finely done
budd

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

I see what you mean. But I'm sure someone with your literary skills can explain it quite well to a small child in terms that a small child will understand and then generally forget it, except as stored in long-term for when it does become a concern as a teenager.

I recall the story where young boy came home from first grade and told his mother that everyone in class had to show and tell where they came from. When she questioned him further about it, wanting to call the principal on the teacher. The small boy said, "I told them I came from Chicago, is that right, Mom?"

Ron

Reviewed by jeanne watson

You've captured humorously an awkward moment in time between an inquisitive child and a "loss for the right words" mom. I enjoyed reading this very real moment in life.

Jeanne

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

I agree with you completely and cringe when I see such ads on daytime or early evening TV. Thank you for sharing, Pearl.