Saviodsilva


David Todman
Poem

I am Four

I am playing in the shiny thing with holes.
It takes the spare water outside to gurgle in the tube stuck against the wall.
I have lots of bubbles in the shiny thing. Oh what's it called the stink?
I'm playing in the bubbly water, so mummy has put the plub in to stop it going outside.
I like bubbles because even tiny me can pick them up and blow them against the window plane.

Giant daddy is looking in and smiling, I think he's going to play too. Sometimes he says,
the only point in having kids is to act like one again without ridicule.
A ridicule has pedals and only falls over when you stop.
I am four.


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