Sunday, May 11, 2008

A Poem for Mummy

On Mother's Day we have a rule: no one spends any money. Thus, the children spend time making things. This year, our 9 year old outdid herself by writing a poem. I thought I'd post it here. Suffice it to say, it says quite a bit about the author.


One day a mother dug in a book,
but then her head went up and looked.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Because I really need to do a poo."

The mother just looked up and said,

"Ok then I'll go do my poo,
but I really want to do something for you."

"Alright, alright go do your poo,
and then I'll give you something else to do."

"Ok, ok now I'm back,
but I really need to feed my cat."

"Please I'm really really waiting,
alright alright, I'll do some painting."

"Do you like my lovely picture?"
"It's great for the subject of literature."

"Be quiet! By quiet you're annoying me now!"

"Ok, ok I'm going down."

Yes, it is derivative of Dr Seuss but as the author says, she didn't have to make up any words. I think it has more in common with Madeline myself.