I am a terrible person and a worse blogger. At about 11 o’clock last night I realised I didn’t have blog written for this week, (my excuse, if anyone is interested, is I was writing fanfic) and I couldn’t stay up half the night blogging like I have done before as I start work at 8 on Friday.
So, long story short, here’s a poem for you instead.
Ladybird, you’re very neat
From tiny head to little feet,
I like your coat of red and black,
I like your clean and shining back.
Do you polish it each night
To make it shine so gay and bright,
Or do you keep a tiny fay
Who rubs it up for you each day?
Beneath your shiny back there lie
The gauzy wings with which you fly,
You’re spreading them – oh please don’t go,
There’s such a lot I want to know.
Your house is burning, do you say?
Ah, well, of course, you mustn’t stay!
Poem originally written for Teachers World No.1576 Aug 9, 1933, taken from The Enid Blyton Poetry Book, 1934.