When You Grow Up My Little One Poem by Sheena Blackhall

When You Grow Up My Little One



When you grow up my little one
What are you going to be?
A shrink, a beak, a squaddie
A luvvie on TV?

When you grow up my little one
What are you going to be?
A scrubber, sparky, chippie, clippie
Hoofer, tar, cabbie?

When you grow up my little one
What are you going to be?
A bouncer, boffin,snapper
A rapper on a spree?

When you grow up my little one
What will be your CV?
Will you be a creative,
Or a pen-pusher maybe?

Saturday, November 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: careers
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