'Do you think I should get a motor-bike? '
said Gracie to her Mum.
'Not this year, dear, ' her Mum replied,
'Some books might be more fun'
'But I would love to buzz along
much faster than a scooter.
Does a motor-bike need to have a horn? '
'No, dear, I think it's a hooter.'
'But I could go to the shops for you,
and get things on your list.
I'd be there and back so quickly
I wouldn't be even missed.'
'You're very kind, Grace, and I know
a motor-bike would be heaven.
But we must keep the law, you see.
And this year you're only seven.'
This is brilliant Michael, I am a sucker for the-twist-in-the-tail. Some might say that this has the Pam Ayers feel to it, I wouldn.t insult you that much. If anything I'm remindes of Chuck Berry's classic, 'Memphis, Tennessee'.
That's a smasher of a poem and a lovely ending which was divine. Well done indeed. Thanks for posting. Love Ernestine XXX
LOL, this is adorable, Michael. You had me there, right up to the surprise ending. Well done, LOL, well done. Warmest regards, CJ
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Only seven, going on forty! That girl will rule the world by the time she's 21! Nice one Mike.