Sharon Jane Lansbury
Brian Is Six - Poem by Sharon Jane Lansbury
Brian had a birthday and his friends came round to play,
his mother made a birthday cake with icing blue and grey:
They played the kind of games that children play the whole world through,
and did the sort of naughty things that kids of his age do.
All was well and happy until Henry’d had enough
and insisted that they play a game called “Daddy Long Legs Bluff.”
A handkerchief was tied around the eyes to cover sight
and just to make things difficult, they turned off all the lights:
Brian was the birthday spider so he was the first,
blindfolded and giggling, into the room he burst:
Screaming with excitement, all the others ran around
bumping into furniture and falling on the ground.
With a room as cramped as this, where space is rather small,
it might have been a good idea to spill into the hall.
What happened next, for clever folk, will not be unexpected;
it’s lucky Brian’s mother thought that he should be inspected.
She went to see the reason for the chaos down below,
on seeing it she swore that she would spank young Brian so.
But that will prove quite difficult, for first she’ll have to find
amongst the tangled web of kids, her own dear child’s behind!
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