2 - Overload

I’m waiting here for Mike to come and play

He said he’d come round to my house today.

He’s bringing his game console

And his intercom as well

And he said he’d ride his BMX.

I said, ‘Make sure you tell

Your folks that you will be home late, OK?’

I rang him to remind him he should bring

His TV games, ‘And don’t forget that thing

With the wheels in your garage –

You know, the thing we made

When I was round at your place

The last time that we played?

Oh, and wear your secret super-hero ring.

And will you bring your pirate pop-up book

And your microscope so we can take a look

At bits and pieces in my room

And lots of things that are quite tiny

Like insects’ legs and wings

And, Mike, that just reminds me,

Will you bring back that science set you took?

Oh, and we might build a tree-house, so we’ll need

A saw and hammer and, Mike, we agreed,

That I’d provide the hammer

And that you’d provide the wood.

We’ll probably get hungry

So, Mike, it would be good

If you could bring some donuts for a feed.

We might go for a swim so bring your togs

And your fishing net so we can catch some frogs

And we might go to a park

So bring your frisbee and a ball

And your bat and tennis game

Then we can play with all

The neighbours’ kids, too, and their little dogs.’

I don’t know what is taking him so long.

On his BMX bike Mike is fast and strong.

Ah, here he comes at last

But he is looking queasy

Pushing his bike along

And his breathing sounds quite wheezy.

‘What’s the matter, Mike? Is something wrong?

‘By the way, that was your mother on the phone.

She hopes that you’ve had fun and please don’t moan,

But, she says, it’s dinner time

And she told me to tell you

That you’ve got visitors today

So your mother wants you to

Pack up your all your things and go straight home.’