I Don't Like Bedtimes!
I don't like bedtimes, they make me feel bad,
I get all hot and bothered and that makes me mad.
I toss and I turn and I get all fed up!
Then Dad comes with cocoa in my favourite cup.
"I'm not ready to sleep!" I yell at my Dad.
He tells me I must and that makes me sad.
But I could not drop off, try as I might,
This time I thought, I'd be up all night.
I got up in the morning feeling totally rotten,
Mum's told me before but I must have forgotten.
"If you moan and groan on your way up to bed,
You'll wake in the morn like a bear with a sore head!
But if you skip up to bed with a big cheesey grin,
You'll be right off to sleep before Dad tucks you in!"
I sloped off to school feeling dreadful that morning,
I sat at my desk and thought of Mum's warning.
Too tired to learn made my schoolday a chore,
I needed some sleep, my bed I longed for.
So when I went off to bed, later that night,
Dad gave me a kiss and tucked me in tight.
"And remember sweet dreams when you close your eyes!"
But I'd already gone, and that's no surprise!
Any comments would be great guys thanks!