Me, Mum and Dad,
We’re going to see the sea.
Travelling in the car,
It’s hot and stuffy.
This is a long journey,
It’s been over an hour!
Oh, good gracious…
Here comes an April shower.
Dad parks the car,
Far away from the sand.
Mum shouts,
‘You’re too far in land!’
The engine is turned off,
‘Grab the bucket and spade’.
All loaded up,
Oops, we haven’t paid and displayed.
The stuff’s too heavy,
I’m going to drop it!
‘Not far to go!’ says Mum,
‘But there’s a hole in my pocket!’
Phew! We made it,
Feet in the sand.
‘Let’s dig a hole,
Dad? Give us a hand?’
Oh look, there’s a cave,
Let’s go and see.
Maybe there’s lions or gorillas…
Ah! It’s a bee!
‘Come and have a picnic’,
Bum on the rug.
Took a bite out the sandwich,
Sipped some squash from the jug.
On hour later,
Time for the sea.
Wetsuit on,
Ooo look at me!
Get in the water,
Here comes the wave.
Body on board,
Up up and away!
Out I get,
I’m shivering and cold.
By the time Mum finds my towel,
I’m going to be old.
Home time now,
And I need a wee.
‘Dad, stop the car!’
‘Mum, find me a tree!’
What a good day,
Night night, sleep tight.
What’s hurting my knee?
Stupid insect bite.