Upstairs Alone


I go to bed, and it's hard to sleep, 
I toss and turn, call for mum.
Call again if she doesn't come.
Then she looks in, to take a peep
And says, 
'Just look what you've got there,
What a lot of teddy bear.'

'One, two, three, four'
She pulls back the sheet, 
Discovers more.
'Five, six, seven, eight,
No wonder you're in such a state!
And that one there, number nine,
When I was a girl was one of mine.'
She picks them up gently,
takes them away.

OH!

She leaves me in bed, but it's still hard to sleep.
I toss and turn and call for Mum,
Call again if she doesn't come.
Sometimes she hears and stays downstairs,
So I go and find my Teddy Bears.
One, two, three, four,
I put them back where they were before.
And if she comes in to take a peep,
I pretend I'm fast asleep.
Close my eyes, lie dead still.
I dare not look,
But I know she's there,
Counting up each Teddy Bear.
Before I know it,
Mum
has gone.
I open my eyes
And morning's come.

OH! OH!





Upstairs Alone

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