A poem about a child who thinks rude noises are funny.
I can make rude noises with my mouth.
I hold my breath and let it out.
I have to have my mouth pressed to the leather couch.
My mummy can’t help but smile.
She lets me be rude once in a while.
I make fart noises but I can’t say the word.
The noises I make are the funniest I have ever heard.
I giggle so hard it hurts my tummy.
It makes it worse when I look at my mummy.
She just looks at me and shakes her head.
It’s soon time for you’re bed.
I carry on making fart noises instead.
I have discovered I can do it will my arm to,
I giggle in bed with Mr boo.
In for a long night just me and Mr boo.
Can you do this too.
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