I've written up the poshest letter
To make all my troubles better
I'll post it through Mum's bedroom door
So that it ends up on the floor
And then she cannot help but see
This special letter just from ME:
"Mummy, I'll beg you and I'll plead,
I'll even get down on my knees,
And, you see, I HAVE said please
(Oh, please, oh please, oh please, please PLEASE)
Please will you let me have just ONE
(Or maybe two- I AM your son)
Cookies from the cookie jar?
You know I cannot reach that far
To where you put them so high up
In the special biscuit tub
And Mum, you see, it's only fair
If you would take them down and SHARE!
(My preschool teacher told us that
If you don't share you will get fat)
Besides, I'll be your best chum
If you let me have just ONE
cookie from the cookie pot
(Before you go and scoff the lot)
Signed, your dearest darling Chess
P.S. Mummy, PLEASE say yes!
