Sunday, 12 May 2013
The world of Freddie
You'll have to come and see.
I'll prod this rotten apple
That has fallen from the tree.
This soil looks very tempting -
I'll put some in my pocket.
The dishwasher has failed to work.
(It's switched off at the socket).
There's a "t'actor", there's a digger,
There's a "nee-naw" zooming by.
There's a leaf upon the pavement,
There's a plane up in the sky.
There's cat poo in the rockery,
A daisy on the lawn,
There's the cover of a brand new book
Just asking to be torn.
With a handful of baked bean juice,
My hair I will anoint.
They'll try to wipe it off again,
Have sadly missed the point.
And every time I pass it,
My little hands just itch
To push and pull and twiddle
That intriguing dimmer switch.
I experiment with yoghurt,
Which I've tipped out of the dish,
And wonder what would happen
If I fed some to the fish?
I've learnt (because I've tried it)
That I cannot climb a wall.
But the stairs would be so easy
If they'd let me in the hall.
The world is all excitment,
Mysterious and new.
I need to check out everything,
Because I'm only two.
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