You beg me for your favourite tv
I sit down with my breakfast toast
You ask me to share
I sit down on the toilet
You come to tell me something important
I sit down on the floor
You ask me to build a train track
I sit down with my diary
You beg me for a snack
I sit down for lunch
You go for a poo and shout for me
I sit down to do learning books
You make me so proud
I sit down to have dinner
You decide to throw yours on the floor
I sit down after bedtime
You start screaming and screaming
I sit down exhausted
You snooze next to me in the chair
Claire Buss is a multi-genre writer and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find all her books on Amazon. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.
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