Jenny Jones wakes too early,
sometimes in the wrong day.
On Monday she woke up and thought it was Sunday.
On Sunday she woke up and thought it was Monday.
She is still confused.
Whilst she should have been happy for an extra day,
(Everyone agreed this is one of the best feelings.)
she couldn’t get out of the wrong day so wasted it.
(Everyone agreed this was a waste)
When she wakes too early
(which happens often)
things that were tiny in the day
suddenly bellow into the room
lurch her into the morning
prop her up and make her say
Have I thinned the carrots Neddy?
Or she worries about the beans,
when she’ll pick them,
if she’ll have to freeze some.
mostly she worries about the eggs.
They have too many.