Treasure Island

Jim O'Donnell

(That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

Bath Time


To the bathroom we do go
How I love that water so
The steam is rising in the air
There seems to be water every were

Through the mist I see the bath
It’s full of bubbles that makes me laugh
In the water I do go it seem to hot you know
We run some cold that cools it down

Then mum and I just fool around
There’s bubbles bubbles every were
In my ears and in my hair
It’s all great fun you know

How those bubbles surround me so
In the depth of the bath
How my daddy made me really laugh
There’s a bubble monster under there
He’s over here now over there

The bubbles they begin to go
Now I can see my toys below
My bedtimes coming up you see
There’s no more bath time left for me


18 01 1996
Chellaston

Submitted: Sunday, March 01, 2009

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  • Marie Shine (5/1/2009 12:31:00 PM)

    A lovely poem about the joys of bathtime.
    Nice imagery throughout.
    A 10 from me. (Report) Reply

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