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
Copyright © Kat Crane | Year Posted 2009
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