My Mum, Mrs Spoonerism
Listen to Fiona ...
When my mum is very vexed,
She gets her words mixed up,
She switches letters at the front,
And says, “cash that wup”!
She gets cross with me for “ficky stingers,”
On the ‘dupboard coor,’
and tells me to “ick that pup,”
When I ‘flop things on the droor’.
She asks me to wash my “axy wears,”
She’s ‘munny’, when she’s ‘fad’!
“Don’t forget to tush your breeth,”
She shouts to me and Dad!
She gets her words mixed up,
She switches letters at the front,
And says, “cash that wup”!
She gets cross with me for “ficky stingers,”
On the ‘dupboard coor,’
and tells me to “ick that pup,”
When I ‘flop things on the droor’.
She asks me to wash my “axy wears,”
She’s ‘munny’, when she’s ‘fad’!
“Don’t forget to tush your breeth,”
She shouts to me and Dad!
This poem is copyright (©) Fiona Halliday 2024
About the Writer
Fiona Halliday
Fiona has enjoyed and written poetry all her life. She has fond memories of family members sharing poems with her from a very early age. Fiona has taught in primary schools, across the age range, for the last twenty years and specialises in literacy. She loves language, learning and laughter. She also likes alliteration! When she isn’t teaching, reading or writing, Fiona enjoys playing the flute, spending time with her family and drinking copious amounts of tea!
