I am not eating grass cos I'm hungry,
It's because I don't feel very well,
If I eat some grass quick,
Then it might make me sick.
Something's wrong in my tum, I can tell.
I should not have eaten that cockroach,
On top of that earwig as well,
And whilst out on the ground,
Half a mouse that I found,
That is why I don't feel very well.
Now that I realised what caused it,
I shall not eat those things any more,
I will not eat that mouse,
I brought into the house,
Until I've been sick on the floor.
The front room's the best place to do it,
That is the best place to be sick,
You can do it in style,
Even stay for a while,
And what's more the carpet is thick.
Now that it's up I feel better,
When you look there's a colourful patch,
The secret is easy,
When you start to feel queasy,
You just bring up the stuff that will match.
By Ted Eldridge