Little Book of NBP – Poem 3
Mummy’s Tummy
Jeany is worried about her Mummy She is tired and sick Throwing up – ick! ick! ick!
Instead of coffee as a treat The smell alone makes Mummy repeat And just as it’s looking bad for Mummy Jean is told ‘It’s ok there is something Special in Mummy’s tummy!’
There a little baby grows But it still has far to go
Posted: Tuesday, June 28th, 2011 @ 10:15 pm
Categories: New Baby Poetry.
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