Christmas Dinner
Listen to Jacqueline's poem ...
No mum, I’m full.
I am stuffed to the brim,
I can’t manage a mouthful more.
I’ve no room for pudding,
For turkey or sprouts,
Not even that cheese I adore.
Yes mum, I’m certain.
I’m fully fed up,
Not one morsel more can I eat.
I’m replete, I am bulging,
I’m ready to burst.
Well … maybe just one chocolate treat.
I am stuffed to the brim,
I can’t manage a mouthful more.
I’ve no room for pudding,
For turkey or sprouts,
Not even that cheese I adore.
Yes mum, I’m certain.
I’m fully fed up,
Not one morsel more can I eat.
I’m replete, I am bulging,
I’m ready to burst.
Well … maybe just one chocolate treat.
This poem is copyright (©) Jacqueline Shirtliff 2024
About the Writer
Jacqueline Shirtliff
Jacqueline is a poet and primary school teacher on the Isle of Man. One of her favourite things is helping children to love poetry and reading and encouraging them to be writers themselves. She lives in a rose-covered cottage near the sea and enjoys gardening, crochet, and playing the tuba and harp, but not all at the same time! You can read some of her other poems in The Caterpillar, Tyger Tyger, Northern Gravy, The Toy, and Little Thoughts Press.
