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Who Nicked
Grandad’s Gnashers?


Grandad takes out his false teeth
Each and every night,
Then he pops them in a jar
Before he turns out the light.

But when he woke one morning
He knew that something was wrong,
Because when he looked in the jar
He saw that his false teeth had gone!

Just who was the culprit?
Who was that thief
Who had sneaked in in the night
And stolen Grandad’s teeth?

I was the first suspect,
I once had an accident, you see.
I once got his teeth stuck up the Hoover,
But this time it wasn’t me.

I thought it might be the tooth fairy,
But that would be too drastic.
What self-respecting tooth fairy
Would take teeth made from plastic?

So then we blamed the dog,
But that was beyond belief.
Just what would that crazy mutt
Want with a pair of plastic teeth?

Then in walked my Grandma
Saying her dentures were giving her grief.
They were loose and rubbing her gums -URGH!
She was wearing Grandad’s teeth!

Taken from
Don't Wee in the Bath, Terry! by Gez Walsh
(The King's England Press, 2003)



The World's Worst Crime


All over the world
It was on everyone’s lips:
Just who was it
That had nicked the Queen’s chips?

Was it her butler
With his shifty eyes?
Was it the chambermaid
Who had nicked those fries?

The police were called
To sort out this crime;
The culprit was caught,
Now he’s doing time.

It was her number one corgi
Who’d nicked for no reason.
The queen thought it disgusting -
This amounted to treason!

He’s now locked in the tower,
On a cold floor he kips.
No one messes with the Queen
And nicks her chips!

Taken from
Don't Wee in the Bath, Terry! by Gez Walsh
(The King's England Press, 2003)