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JOSIE'S POEMS
Summer Poems for Children
By Josie Whitehead
PLAYING DONE
I'LL SLEEP INSTEAD
By Josie Whitehead
In summer it’s not fair at all
That I should hear my mother call
To say: 'It’s time to go to bed,'
When I would rather play instead.
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In summer I’m not tired at all,
And yet I hear her *irksome call -
And who would wish to go to bed
When they could play outside instead?
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In winter I don’t mind at all
And Mother never needs to call.
For I look forward to my bed -
All playing done, I’ll sleep instead.
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Copyright on all my poems
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* irksome: - annoying
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It isn't completely dark at 11 pm where I live in the north of England and it's getting light again at 3 am. Some of the birds are singing then.
Josie
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