The Babysitter

When mum goes out
A girl comes round,
She seems to be quite old.

She wears a top
With strappy sleeves,
A wonder she’s not cold.

She’s on the phone
Like all the time,
Her Instagram is scrolled.

But that’s okay,
It’s easier
To keep my charge controlled.

The Bird’s Nest

Illustration of a bird's nest in a shoe.

This is a story about a bird
Who built her nest in a place absurd.
She took some twigs and some feathers too
And made a nest inside a shoe.

She made her nest inside a shoe
And the other birds said it wouldn’t do
To lay your eggs in such a place
But she just laughed and pulled a face.

She just laughed and pulled a face
And sat on her eggs to keep them safe.
She kept them warm all day and night
But one day something wasn’t right.

One day something wasn’t right;
She woke up with a terrible fright.
The other birds came with the news –
A boy was trying to find his shoes!

A boy was trying to find his shoes?
The bird was scared her nest she’d lose.
"We told you not to build it there."
"Please come and help, don’t stand and stare."

"Please come and help, don’t stand and stare."
So they tried to move the nest with care
But it wouldn’t move, the nest was stuck.
It seemed they were all out of luck.

It seemed they were all out of luck
When a girl took boots down from a hook.
"Today you’ll wear your boots instead;
Looks like the birds need your shoes," she said.

"Looks like the birds need your shoes," she said.
"When the chicks are hatched they must be fed."
So they put out food and before long
The baby birds were big and strong.

The baby birds were big and strong.
The other birds said, "We were wrong;
Girls and boys are the best
And a shoe is a great place for a nest."

Milly

Poem with illustration of a happy girl.

There’s a girl down the street,
Who looks really sweet,
When she smiles at people she knows.

She wears skirts all in pleats,
And her hair is so neat,
With ribbons tied up into bows.

Just one thing is silly,
About the girl who’s called Milly:
When she’s happy she wiggles her toes!

Molly and Polly

Poem on photo of daisies.

This story is all about Molly,
Who got a pet parrot named Polly,
But the bird did not talk,
She wouldn’t even squawk,
But Molly still thought she was jolly.

Then one day when Molly felt sad,
She told her mum and her dad,
She’d go for a walk,
While they taught Polly to talk,
And when they agreed she was glad.

As she picked some daisies for stringing,
She heard the telephone ringing,
So when she got home,
She ran to the phone,
But found it was just Polly singing.