Mommy's on the couch.
Daddy's in his chair.
I'm sitting in a corner on a stool...
they put me here
'cause I did something naughty
that I'm not supposed to do.
I invented Permagosh
mixing things with their shampoo.
First, a real long worm of toothpaste,
then then a cloud of shaving cream,
then two glugs of mouthwash
('cause I like the color, green) .
I stirred it in a mixing bowl.
Boy, it smelled real good!
It was even looking better
than I ever thought it would.
... could it be a cure for cancer?
... take the itch from skeeter bites?
... or maybe heal a sunburn
when it hurts to sleep at night?
Two shakes of baby powder
made it way too hard to stir,
so I added Mommy's perfume.
Permagosh smelled just like her!
Then the bowl tipped over...
Permagosh was on the floor,
and when I turned around,
Mom and Dad were by the door.
Now Mommy's on the couch.
Daddy's in his chair.
I'm sitting in a corner on a stool...
they put me here.
Love it. I am using it with two of my kids in UIL Oral Reading. Thank you to the author. It fits my girls in Texas perfectly.. Alise Nolan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my (perma) gosh! I loved this poem. I was laughing out loud by the 7th line and didn't stop. Well done! S