Our little Natalie
Is packing for Bali.
She grabbed a rucksack and a case,
So much to take! What's in that space?
A crossword, so she won't be bored on the way,
And beads to string a bracelet today!
Here's Molly the doll and a crocodile,
He's plush and soft and ever so stylish!
Here are some balloons, look at all of them!
'What are they for?'
'I'll send them up to the sky,
And post my letters to you, up high!'
'Well, what else have you got?'
'A bear rucksack on my back,
A mermaid and, of course, a cat,
And right beside them, a plush raccoon.'
Then fifteen magazines, or so,
The rest of the things had to go,
They simply wouldn't fit, what a shame!
'But where on earth does it all go, then?'
'Give me the rucksack! It helped a lot:
In goes the bucket, in goes the spade,
And sandcastle moulds, all neatly laid,
Plus two socks for the little dog.'
Our little Natalie
Was keen to fly to Bali,
But she was far too small,
So she only took her toys at all.
Don't cry, little Natalie!
You've left your dresses behind,
But there'll be a brand new wardrobe,
Just give a little clap of your hands.
But don't you forget, from now on,
Clothes matter too, you know!
