St Mary's Parish Magazine November 2026
My Little Friend
My Little Friend I’ve got a little friend I play with every night, When I’m in bed and all alone We have a pillow fight.
My little friend’s invisible – He isn’t really there, But I haven’t got a brother And I don’t think that is fair!
The other night when mum was out I asked him round to play. We had such fun together I said that he could stay.
When my little friend gets hungry He leaves wrappers on the floor And sticky sweets on the carpet –
I felt unwell the other day So I couldn’t go to school. My little friend, he found my crayons And scribbled on my wall.
He tore the pages out my book And threw them in my bin. “What did you do that for?” mum said, “Just wait till your father gets in!”
When dad got home from work, He was very cross with me. He sent me to my bedroom And I couldn’t have my tea.
My little friend, he found my toys Because he wanted to play, But I got told off next morning As he didn’t put them away.
He left my Lego on the floor, Mum trod on it in bare feet. She wasn’t very happy, And said something I can’t repeat!
One night when I was sent to bed He got my drum kit out, But he had to stop the banging When my mum gave me a shout.
My little friend had fun last night, After I had gone to bed. He jumped up and down on my mattress And cracked the ceiling with his head.
My little friend has gone away So I’m very full of grief, But my bedroom’s nice and tidy, And my mum says “What a relief!”
written by Peter Bourne