Timmy Sat

by Andy Curtis

Timmy sat
Nice and quiet
In the cafe
On a diet

Timmy watched
Plates of dinner
He didn't eat
He just got thinner

Timmy dreamed
Of fish and chips
And in his sleep
He licked his lips

Timmy woke
The cafe dark
The ovens cold
His hunger stark

The day is done
The folks departed
The pie is gone
Timmy farted

Comments

[rebecca hurst]

i think all these poems are brilliant, this is my favourite!!!

[jacob]

weird and weirder

[Katya]

I laughed so much, so silly, SO BRILL!