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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