Hurry Home Poem by Ray Mather

Hurry home, don’t be late!
Don’t stay in the yard or talk at the gate!
Don’t forget the Green Cross Code!
Don’t go to the shops, don’t cross the main road!
Come straight back, don’t make me wait!

Hurry home, don’t be late!
Don’t take chances, don’t tempt fate!
Don’t cross the fields, don’t go to the brook!
Don’t climb trees, don’t push your luck!
Come straight back, don’t make me wait!

Hurry home, don’t be late!
Don’t want you hanging about with a mate!
Don’t stop to play football in the park!
Don’t wander about till it gets dark!
Come straight back, don’t make me wait!

Hurry home, don’t be late!
Don’t forget that you’re still only eight!
Don’t dawdle, delay or play silly games!
Don’t fight other boys or call them names!
Come straight back, don’t make me wait!

Hurry home, don’t make me wait!
There’s so much trouble on this estate!
The world is full of so many dangers!
Hurry back home, don’t talk to strangers!
Oh, how I do hate
You being late!




© Ray Mather 2006