Three Year Old Thoughts

I've worked with children all my days, The things they say sure do amaze. "How did the baby get in you? Will it come out with your poo?" "You'll need much more loo paper than me, Your bottom is so big you see." "Why's that man got a towel* on his head, Has he just got out the shower?" she said. "Granny's got a prickly chin, When she kisses it hurts my skin." "When I'm grown up how will I know To talk like you." she said in woe. In the garden she did appear, A sanitary towel to her head adhered. "You said they're for headaches." she said with pride. Oh my goodness how I cried. On a visit to the beach, "Not that sandpit." she did beseech. "Oh no the bridge has got a leak." When she saw a puddle underneath. "I banged my head." she did shout, "All my little thoughts will come out." Oh children, children I do decree, That life is fun when you are three. * turban For Three Year Old Thoughts Contest Sponsored by Brenda Chiri