The Sweet Detective
A poem about some hidden chocolates and candy... and a very motivated kid.
My sneaky, scheming mother
Keeps on hiding all my sweets.
“Dinner must come first,” she says
“And then can come your treats.”
I really feel quite angry
As I’ve worked so hard at school.
All I need’s some chocolate
To re-constitute my fuel.
My greens – they quite disgust me
For they barely have a taste,
I’d sooner have those cookies
Which my Mother has ‘misplaced’.
I search around and soon I find
A case that’s most suspicious
Nestling there without a care
Amongst the pots and dishes.
Straight away I pick the lock
And then unclip the strap
Aha! At last! My tasty treasure
Spills into my lap!
Illustration from Pixabay.
1. Why do you think the mother in this poem has hidden all the sweets?
2. Do you think the mother is right, that the kid should eat their greens first? Why or why not?