Mumble mumble mumble...


Mumble mumble mumble

That's how I talk to mum

When I'm busy painting pictures

And she says it's time to run.


I don't think it really matters

How much time I spend

Because wherever it is we're going

We'll get there in the end.


I stop and explain this to her

Whilst she's trying to get me dressed

But my arms get tangled in underpants

And my feet stuck in my vest.


I only need a minute

To get this painting done

I'm too busy for getting ready

Painting pictures is too much fun.


Then she says that if we hurry

we can get ice-cream on the way.

My shoes are on, I'm by the door,

'Mum! We haven't got all day!'