By Ellie Mangle-Lero
As many of you already know, I have decided to devote more of my time to writing Children’s Poems, so here is my first one! I could not wait until Poetry Friday! I guess I just have too much free time on my hands. Anyway, here is my cautionary homily for all the dear little children:
Little Mary, The Bed Wetter
I just woke up, my bed is wet!
I’m as ashamed as I can get!
And though I’m only five years old,
My sad, sad story must be told!
‘Cause, when my Mommy sees my bed,
She looks at me and shakes her head!
“Little Mary, you’re five years old,
And here you are all wet and cold!”
My Mommy told me not to drink.
That glass of water from the sink.
I listened not, now look at me!
It’s 3 AM, I ‘m soaked in pee!
Sooo, listen children, to my tale!
And listen to your Mom as well!
Don’t drink that water, here is why. . .
So you will wake up, warm and dry!
FootNote: The Picture is of Mary Pickford in Tess of the Storm Country, a 1922 melodrama.