Poetry
Emma Vergara Block 6/8
Babies Bath
Me and my Cousin,
So Young, So Bold
As we both,
Wanted to be
Mothers when we grow old.
We searched,
And searched,
For the lovely dolls,
And claimed them as our own.
We played,
And played,
Till my cousin did say,
"Our babies look tired,
Our babies need a nap,
But before they do that-
They needed a bath."
We rushed quickly
To the bathroom
We plopped them in the cold water,
"Clean them, oh so clean."
We dunked them
Back
And
Forth
Until we heard a knock on the door.
Slowly the door opened
My sister stood there in shock
Seeing the dolls in the toilet
She couldn't even talk!
We grinned giant grins
She grabbed our hands
Closing the bowl.
"Go wash your hands or I'll tell dear mom."
She rushed down stairs
Yelling for mom
Let me tel you,
We were in for a big talk.