Go away, Mum, I am reading!
This is a kids’ poem.
This is not a grown-ups’ poem.
This is called my poem.
Shush now, Mum, I am reading aloud!
Please don’t talk when I’m reading.
This is not your talking poem.
This is called my reading poem.
This is not your book.
This is my book.
This is not a grown-ups’ book.
This is called my book of poems.
I am not a baby, Mum!
I am not just a toddler.
I am four years old and I’m reading.
I am reading my book of poems.
It’s not bedtime, Mum!
I’m still reading.
I said: You go to bed if you’re tired.
This is not your adults’ poem.
