News, events and discoveries of the Walkley Ways, Walkley Wars history project.
One Day Two Day
The loud ‘bring’ of my alarm clock wakes me
And I drag my body to the staircase
With my fleece dressing gown wrapped around me.
As I walk past the flashing TV,
I see that my sister loves Noddy.
Still with sleepy dust in my eyes,
I wolf down my Coco Pops, pops, pops…
The loud ringing shout from mum
Like announcing eggs and bacon
But I know it’s not for my tum,
Because the word is looming over me –
Rationing, rationing, rationing…
I stomp upstairs,
To brush with the minty fresh toothpaste
As I walk into the room, a beady eye from the bears
I undress and enter the warm embrace
Dripping, dripping, dripping…
I bounce upstairs
To swallow my minty fresh liquid
I walk onto the hard boards and take off layers
Embracing the cold water and
Tingling, tingling, tingling…