Thoughts of a Three Year Old
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I have a noisy baby sister she came from mummy’s tummy
I wish they’d put her back in there or fit her with a dummy!
I have to share my toys with her; she grabs them when I play
I’d much prefer I had a puppy; I’d walk him outside every day!
Daddy takes me to the park; sometimes my little legs get tired
If I had wheels instead of feet I’m sure they’d be admired!
Mummy I know you’ve told me that it’s rude to stare
But why is that man’s head poking through his hair?
I’m told that I must eat my greens so I grow big and tall
Oh yeuk… cauliflower and carrots I really hate them all
My daddy once got cross when I knocked over his beer
He said a silly word, that he didn’t think I’d hear!
If I find a massive green bogie when I pick my nose
Why does mummy get so cross when I wipe it on her clothes?
When I wee in the toilet I aim to hit a smiley ping-pong ball
I hope mummy removes it when Grandma comes to call!
I sit on the bathroom toilet and I do a massive pooh
I love to hear a big splash when I’m sitting on the loo!
Sometime I fart in the bath, its fun to make the water bubble
AND my Daddy farts all the time so I don’t get into trouble!
When I lay in bed at night my mummy reads to me
I wish I could read the book myself, but I’m only three!
It really isn’t fair, why do I have to be in bed by eight
When all grown-ups watch TV and they can stay up late!
Three Year Olds Thoughts
Sponsored by Brenda Chiri
06-26-17
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2017
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