The potty is my greatest fear.

He wants me to wee near his ear,

but if I do he will hear me,

and then my mum will jump with glee.

My potty is a teddy bear,

all he does is sit and stare.

If I do a wee on him,

I’ll make him wet and he’ll feel grim,

and if I do a pooh on him,

he will smell like my mums bin.

He should talk and tell me why,

he just sits below the sky,

and why he feels so very cold,

when all my teddies feel like gold.

My potty is a funny thing,

he just sits and trys to grin.

I use it as a funny hat,

when I like to play like that.