The Toothbrush Rush

I’m in the house, all alone I know 100% that no-one is home Without my clothes I crawl out of bed Sleepy eyed and with fuzzy head Turn off the alarm with a stretch and a yawn Time to jump in the bath and turn pink like a prawn I get to the door and pop my head out Look left and right, and then listen out Coast is clear, I dash down the stairs Turn the corner and shoot passed the arm chairs Race through the kitchen and by the back door Careful not to slip on the floor Phew, finally I make it to the bathroom unseen By the whole heap of nobodies at home with me Locking the door with a nervous giggle What if you’d seen my racing bum wiggle? One morning I’ll think before I come down And remember to use that darn dressing gown