Mashed Potatoes In My Hair Poem by Amera Andersen

There’s mashed potatoes in my hair.
I simply don’t know what to do.
I’ve no idea how they got there,
There’s artichokes and spinach too.

I simply don’t know what to do,
This really is a silly mess.
And now there’s sticky food on you,
I even got it on my dress.

This really is a silly mess,
There’s gooey stuff beneath my seat.
I’m always neat, I must confess
But it’s in my toes and on my feet.

This really is a silly mess;
I’m only sitting in my chair.
You think I’m causing mommy’s stress,
With mashed potatoes in my hair?