It's a poem about a race to get to sleep.
|The Race To Get To Sleep|
Theyâ€™re on their marks, theyâ€™re set,
Matthew is kicking off his shoes!
Pennyâ€™s struggling out of her jumper!
Heâ€™s ripping off his trousers!
Sheâ€™s got one sock off! Now the otherâ€™s off!
But Metthewâ€™s still wining! No, heâ€™s not!
Itâ€™s Penny! Pennyâ€™s is in the lead!
Sheâ€™s down her knickers!
Sheâ€™s racing out of the room!
Sheâ€™s racing upstairs!
Matthew is right behind her!
Thereâ€™s a fight on the landing!
Thereâ€™s a scramble at the bathroomâ€™s door!
Itâ€™s Penny! Itâ€™s Metthew! Itâ€™sâ€¦
Splash! Theyâ€™re both in the bath!
But thereâ€™s a hitch!
Matthewâ€™s got soap in his eyes!
Pennyâ€™s got soap on her nose!
Theyâ€™re stalling! But no, theyâ€™re both fine!
Theyâ€™re both out of the bath! Theyâ€™re neck and neck!
Itâ€™s Matthew! Itâ€™s Penny! Itâ€™s Metthew!
Nowâ€™s is Penny again! Sheâ€™s ahead!
Sheâ€™s first on with her pyjamas!
Now Metthew is catching up! Thereâ€™s nothing in it!
Theyâ€™re climbing into their beds!
Theyâ€™re both absolutely quiet!
Itâ€™s the hardest race in the whole world!!