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The Lunch Bunch
You get to Giraffe in the midday sun
Place a yummy order with your Mum
Get a tad bored and your drink arrives
Time to show the Giraffe a few nose dives
When that gets stale the man fetches some drawing
Mummy joins in to ensure it's not boring.
A 3 year old boy soon needs more!
Mummy's worried we'll be shown the door!
The staff are not phazed
They've been here before
Used to handling children
always wanting more!
A balloon's blown up in a matter of seconds
It contains helium so the high ceiling beckons.
Surely off to the roof it will go
But the man hops on a chair, not low.
In fact he's too small so a yank sees our plight
The balloon that we loved has taken flight.
He hops on the chair and the ceiling is nearer
The balloon's back in hand so I can see clearer.
No need to "see red" or have a feeling of dread
When you eat in Giraffe you're just very well fed.
No need to cry or have head in hand
Because Giraffe caters for kiddies like no-one else can!
Homeward bound, happy, full tummy
I'd love to go back soon with my Mummy....
.... please :-)
Great poetry - as always. I'm always eager to read them and you never disappoint - a true talent and am glad you had such a good lunch. I'm sure I'm not the only reader of yours who will miss Aaron too when he starts school! xx
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