In my world,
Stones,
Dirt,
And chalk,
All,
Sparkle,
Like,
Magenta,
Gems,
In a rockpool,
I have,
To explore,
Them,
To taste,
Them,
To find out,
If a big stone,
Will taste,
Worse or better,
Than a smaller,
One,
I’ve been,
Told not,
To do it,
Yet,
I can’t resist,
The,
Allure,
Trying,
To chew,
On paper,
To taste sand,
And mummy’s hair,
The nursey,
Don’t let me,
Chew things,
Either,
Encase,
I get hurt,
I know they,
Want to look,
After me,
I was supposed,
To stop,
When,
I was little,
Mummy said,
But sometimes,
I just,
Can’t stop myself,
Mum and Dad,
Got me things,
To chew on,
To help me,
Not try,
To pick up,
And eat things,
It works,
Some days,
More than others,
The magenta,
Calls me,
Over and over,
I’ve not ate,
Any bad stuff,
But the nursey,
Had to move,
The glue,
And paint away,
Mum and Dad,
Take things,
Away from me,
To,
I get upset,
But they tell,
Me it’s for,
The best,
We’re going,
To see,
The GP soon,
To get help,
And maybe,
Medication,
If the first,
Doesn’t work,
They say,
It will get better,
When,
I’m older,
It’s a phase,
I’ll stop in time,
Little,
Do they know,
Of the glistening,
Magenta,
That calls to me,
Everyday