I was going to post a favourite poem of Jeremy's, but that will have to wait till next week: I saw this on an email list, and thought it was very amusing.
THE PAINTING LESSON by TREVOR HARVEY
'What's THAT, dear?'
asked the new teacher.
'It's Mummy,' I replied.
'But mums aren't green and orange!
You really haven't TRIED.
You don't just paint in SPLODGES
- You're old enough to know
You need to THINK before you work.......
Now - have another go.'
She helped me draw two arms and legs,
A face with sickly smile,
A rounded body, dark brown hair,
A hat - and, in a while,
She stood back (with her face bright pink):
'That's SO much better - don't you think?'
But she turned white
At ten to three
When an orange-green blob