Group Effect: Ninja Stuff-Finding Radar

Posted on October 4, 2013 by Georgia

Group Effect

Ninja stuff-finding radar

My man wouldn’t get far
Without my Ninja stuff-finding radar.
When he needs something you see,
Helplessly, he relies completely on me,
’cause I’m a woman.

Frantic – he looks for his keys or his socks!
Panic hits – he can’t find what he wants!
Finally I move forward – I turn on that radar,
Skillfully with panache I find what he’s lost,
’cause I’m a woman.

Doubtless women can lose things too.
But they just keep on looking without further ado.
Searching they move things until the lost is found.
No one feels awestruck, this just doesn’t astound,
’cause they’re women.

Now men are a different breed altogether.
How can we expect them to find things at all?
Unless there’s a woman with her Ninja radar,
Stress overpowers them, leaves them agape,
’cause they’re not woman.

So my dear ladies don’t be surprised.
When once married you suddenly find,
That you’ve got magic powers built right inside.
That finds all those things no husband can find,
’cause you’re a woman.

Dedicated to Barb Taub I should really say that this poem wouldn’t exist if it hadn’t been for Barb’s very funny Post written yesterday, and it was while we were commenting that she came up with “Ninja Stuff-finding radar”. Thanks Barb!

OctPoWriMo 2013: Day 4

33 thoughts on “Group Effect: Ninja Stuff-Finding Radar”

DragonDon on October 4, 2013 at 08:07 said:

Copious have used some of that this morning for something. Truly amazing how one can loose things on a one bedroom apartment that was seen just a mere two days ago.

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- DragonDon on October 4, 2013 at 08:08 said:
  
  Could haved used*
  
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  - Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 08:21 said:
    
    Wives are usually equipped 😉
    
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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 08:20 said:
  
  🙂 so true…it’s got to do with some jinn or something!
  
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skipcote on October 4, 2013 at 08:48 said:

so far this is one of my favorite poems of the whole challenge.I love the concept… the structure… the whole thing!

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 09:31 said:
  
  Thanks…I invented this structure for a WDBWP prompt, so this is a double pleasure for me!
  
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bloomnpsycho on October 4, 2013 at 09:08 said:

I must not be a woman then, in spite of XX chromosome evidence to the contrary, as I am always losing stuff!

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 09:32 said:
  
  Me too, but then, I usually keep on looking ’til I find what I want 😉
  
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Oloriel on October 4, 2013 at 11:04 said:

I laughed a little bit to this, because it is true. My husband does not understand why I always know where everything is 😀 A fantastic poem, thank you for sharing!

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 11:08 said:
  
  I thank Barb for her very funny post which inspired this…and agree it’s really true! Glad you liked it dear lady. 🙂
  
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http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com on October 4, 2013 at 11:34 said:

Brilliant, and so true, in this house! I love the refrain line.

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 14:41 said:
  
  Ah I think many women will find it’s true in their house! Thanks for your great comment! 🙂
  
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Shah Wharton on October 4, 2013 at 12:00 said:

This isn’t true in my house. My husband often finds lost objects because I have no organisational skills and a rotten memory.:)

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- Bastet on October 8, 2013 at 04:48 said:
  
  It isn’t always true of course! It’s just that usually the lady of the house just keeps looking!
  
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Cubby on October 4, 2013 at 12:29 said:

I don’t think you could have described things more perfectly. Absolutely perfecto. Loved it. Reowr!

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 15:24 said:
  
  Grazie mille! I hope you looked at the link to Barb’s post..she was really the inspiration of the whole poem, and I owe the title to her…I’m going to have to edit and get that out more clearly.
  
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John W. Howell on October 4, 2013 at 14:55 said:

Enjoyed it. I never try to find things myself anymore (man thing like not asking directions) I have learned to simply turn to the uterine radar and *poof* there it is. 🙂

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 15:30 said:
  
  I’m ROFLing! What an honet guy you are sir! i do hope you had a look at Barb’s post…it was very funny and whilst we were commenting she came up with this Ninja Stuff.Finding Radar…
  
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Morgan Dragonwillow on October 4, 2013 at 16:11 said:

Not sure if it is a woman thing or a mom thing or if the kids watch how dad can’t find anything and turns to awe inspiring mom who finds it for him and then decides to do the same. Love the flow and funny. =)

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 17:28 said:
  
  It’s true…my sons seem to have the same problem…hmmm. Thanks for your comment 🙂
  
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Payal Agarwal on October 4, 2013 at 16:54 said:

Perfect!!:D

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 17:29 said:
  
  Thanks!
  
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seekingmeme on October 4, 2013 at 17:32 said:

I’m literally LOL at this! When I read the line “Frantic he looks for his keys or his socks!”, I misread it as “Frantic he looks for his keys IN his socks!” and thought HEY I know that guy! This also gave me a sense of a humorous version of Maya Angelou’s poem “Phenomenal Woman”. LOVE this!

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 17:36 said:
  
  Wow…thanks very much for sharing your lapsus…seems like something my other half would do too! The funniest thing is when whatever it is happens to be right in front of him, except maybe theirs a glass that blocks the view. 🙂
  
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Anna Stewart on October 4, 2013 at 17:52 said:

Lol! I think I need to find myself a husband…get myself some of those magic wife powers; I figure they kick in with the ring? Like Green Lantern or something?

Seriously…you made me laugh! Wonderful poem! I liked the repeating refrain…’cause I’m a woman (with its various renditions). 🙂

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- Bastet on October 4, 2013 at 18:00 said:
  
  Thanks for the comment! I don’t know if it comes with the ring…don’t personally use one, but believe me, a large proportion of the male population lose their finding capacities once they’re married … thanks for the comment on the refrains…I invented the group effect this summer following a prompt, so that makes me especially happy! 🙂
  
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anxiousgeek on October 4, 2013 at 19:46 said:

In our house we call it “mum magic.”

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- Bastet on October 5, 2013 at 05:31 said:
  
  And so it is!
  
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barbtaub on October 4, 2013 at 21:20 said:

Reblogged this on Barb Taub and commented:
My friend Bastet can make hilarious and moving poetry from anything. But I think she’s outdone herself with this ode that grew out of an exchange of comments from my last post.

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- Bastet on October 5, 2013 at 05:31 said:
  
  Wow! Thanks for this fantastic reblog!
  
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elleroy was here (@modmomelleroy) on October 6, 2013 at 03:29 said:

W-O-M-A-N! I love this! So true. Why is it they can never find anything in the refrigerator either? 😉

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- Bastet on October 6, 2013 at 06:43 said:
  
  Ah…where the socks is now in the poem, there was milk…but socks worked better. Yes, the refrigerator seems to symie them to now end! 🙂
  
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