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Changeling!!He gets up in the morning, Dresses himself for the day Never gets a wash, 'It don't matter,' he will say! A tide mark round his neck, I'm feeling so ashamed, I'm on at him all the time, Thinking I'll be blamed! Odd socks on his feet, Oh, the shame and despair, 'Aren't you bothered?' I ask him, 'No,' he replies without care! His nails are the total pits, Long and dirty too, His hair is such a mess, I don't know wot to do? On and on I rant and rave, While he just nods his head, He really doesn't care at all, I'm afraid it must be said! Before we leave the house, I'm checking him all over, Being a mum it seems... Aint no bed of clover! Then the Summer holidays arrive, No more dragging him out of bed, He's up at 7 O'clock every day, Was it something that I'd said? He's prancing in the bathroom, Scrubbing at his neck, Cleaning his nails, washing his hair, And asking me to check! He's got his own special comb, And irons his own gear, Can't have no spec of dirt on them, He's made his feelings clear! I look upon this lovely lad, Such a handsome young man, Impeccable, that's what he is, He is 'his' number one fan! From such an uncaring scruff, The change is so hard to take, I have to pinch myself every day... To make sure I'm awake! 1990 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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