Tommy Tum - Nursery Rhyme

A little lad named Tommy Tum, just wouldn’t listen to his Mum. He’d loudly play with other boys, and wouldn’t put away his toys. Around the house he’d beat his drum, Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum. Oh, how he loved to pound his drum, Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum. His father warned with a mean face: “I make the rules inside this place. If you don’t listen to your Mum, I’ll have to spank you on the bum.” So better listen to your Mum, Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum!” You think his eardrums would be numb? Not Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum. An energetic, cheerful child, around the house he still ran wild. But then when running up the stairs, tripped on one of his Teddy Bears. Poor Tommy tumbled on his rump, down each step bouncing, bump-bump-bump. Bumpety bump-bump, bump-bump-bump, he hit the landing with a thump. Then he began to cry and cry, while fishing for some sympathy. But weary Mum said with a sigh, “you’re lucky that you didn’t die.” “God punished you,” teased sister Suzy, as he stood up feeling woozy. “Now learn your lessons, Tommy Tum, or else you will stay dumb-dumb-dumb.” But Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum, grew up that day with a bruised bum. That year when Christmas came around, the Little Drummer Boy was found. Please Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum, play for me pa rum pum-pum-pum. Please Tommy, Tommy, Tum-Tum-Tum, play your drum pa rum pum-pum-pum. March 10, 2021 Nursery Rhyme Poetry Contest, Sponsored by Eve Roper