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CHILDREN

The Pong Machine

It may look sweet in blues and pinks,
but that baby in the play pen stinks.
And changing several times a day
will not make that smell go away.

The more it pongs
the more it smiles,
babies can be really vile.
The stick their fingers in their food
and even when they're being rude
those grown-ups never seem to mind!

But what gets me's what's left behind,
it seems to come from either end,
while all the while adults pretend
that this machine that makes the pong's so perfect.
I can do no wrong.

 

From John Row's book of poems for children, "The Pong Machine"
Available direct from John Row £4.00 including P+P