What's the magic of the tidy toy box?
That's what I'd like to know
Because every time I leave grandma's and it's time to go
I leave my toys in such a mess and disarray
But when I return they are all neatly tidied away!
Dad says it's grandma
But I know this is a tale too far!
See Big Ted, the one who sits on top,looking sweet
Well it's him who keeps the box orderly and neat,
I know because we talked about it
Well I talked - he listened- but he didn't disagree one bit
When I said 'You're the magician, the key to it all
It's you who tidies up after I call.'
Mum says it's grandad
But I know in truth that idea's mad!
Big Ted, the one who sits on top, waiting for me to play,
He's the one who puts all the toys away
I know because we talked about it
Well I talked - he listened- but he didn't disagree one bit!
Big Ted and the other toys say it's him - they all agree
And I know because he made a secret wink at me!
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Author:
sue.evans (
Offline) - Published: June 10th, 2017 09:05
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Comments2
If that isn't cute, then I don't know what is. Adored!
Thank you - written with my grand children in mind😊
This is amusing to read 😂 and interesting at the same time, well done x
Thank you
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