A contest run by Sally.
|link to poets place"PersonITfication DECEMBER ENTERY "
link to picture poems book.
picture 2 goldfish in separate bowls.
Stop whining my son
In beside me you can't come
You have your own room
You're too big I'll see you soon
Mum's beside you and we can still play
But I must have some privacy in my day
I'm having a makeover it's my time for me
I'll see you later when I make the tea
And we will sit side by side and watch TV.
You know that your too big now to come in beside me.