Soon I’ll lay me down to rest,
but first I have to get undressed,
comb the tangles from my hair,
change my dirty underwear,
have a sandwich and a drink,
clean the plate and rinse the sink,
feed the goldfish, take a bath,
do my spelling and my math,
check my head for ticks and lice,
leave some cheese out for the mice,
fold and put away my pants,
sing a song and do a dance,
say goodnight to Dad and Mother,
pick a fight with my twin brother,
blow my nose and set the clock,
take the dog out for a walk,
turn the light out, pull the shade,
have a glass of lemonade,
trim my toenails, clean my ears,
eat a jar of pickle spears,
kiss Aunt May and Uncle Keith,
wash my face and brush my teeth,
take the garbage to the curb,
learn a pronoun from a verb
so I can pass tomorrow’s test—
but now I’m too awake to rest.
Some of my favorite poems rhyme, as does this one, and I really cute poems that deal with children and what they do. I love the list of ALL things possible to do before you go to bed. The child should be able to go to sleep, yet cannot because he has spent so much time doing so many things.
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