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Poem: Chevee!

cheveejones
Mar 11
1 min read

Dear Readers


This piece is one from my childhood. A poem that playfully summarizes what my mother felt like when she was raising me.


Apparently, I was running everywhere. My mother couldn't keep up! She is a very tidy person, but after I went into a room, it ended up resembling a bombsite. It's quite a light-hearted piece with a twist at the end. I hope you enjoy my thirteen-year-old self's attempt at a poem!


Read on:


Chevee!!!


Chevee! Slow down!

Chevee! Stop!

Chevee, let go of the mop!


She turned one,

That's when it went south,

Chevee! Get that out of your mouth!


She noticed her legs,

She learnt how to run,

Now we're chasing her, moon or sun.


If it wasn't bad before,

This takes the cake,

Chevee! Watch out for that rake!


Since she turned two, it's only gotten worse,

She strikes without warning,

Oh! And that last paragraph was just this morning.

 
 
 

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