I Wish I Was a Baby

Today, I wrote a poem inspired by the wee Joseph Samuel.

I Wish I Was a Baby

Givinya de Elba

I wish I was a baby:

I'd have no work to do.

Mum would serve me all my food

And then wipe up my spew.

I'd get big hugs when I was sad,

And when I'd start to weep,

They'd put me in a quiet room

And say, "It's time to sleep."

When we went out, I wouldn't walk:

To make me would be wrong.

I'd get to snuggle in my pram,

And I'd get get pushed along.

When I smiled, my folks would laugh

And when I spoke, they'd clap.

And when I did a tiny yawn,

They'd say, "You need a nap."

My rolls and rolls of baby fat

Would better suit my size.

I'd love to have some "chubby legs"

Instead of "thunder thighs."

I'd wear small shirts and tiny pants

and little hats and shoes.

Then if I whimpered, I'd be told,

"You need a little snooze."

When I spilled food or made a mess

(Cos that's how I'd behave,)

My Mum would clear that mess away;

She'd be my private slave.

And when I'd had enough of Life

I'd count from one to ten,

And then I'd wail so I could hear,

"It's time for sleep again!"