The Perfect Present
What I wanted at the age of ONE
Was a rattle to shake and chew upon
What I got at the age of 1
Was a brick with RATTLE painted on
What I wanted at the age of TWO
Was a teddy bear, faithful and true
What I got at the age of 2
Was a piece of fur and a stick of glue
What I wanted at the age of THREE
Was a tricycle as new as can be
What I got at the age of 3
Was a pair of pram wheels nailed to a tree
What I wanted at the age of FOUR
Was a fearsome, gruesome dinosaur
What I got at the age of 4
Was a plastic lobster with only one claw
What I got at the age of 5
Was a homeless pigeon more dead than alive
What I wanted at the age of SIX
Was a magic wand and a box of tricks
What I got at the age of 6
Was a pair of granny’s walking sticks
What I wanted at the age of SEVEN
Was a racing car, battery driven
What I got at the age of 7
Was a beer mat from a pub in Devon
What I wanted at the age of EIGHT
Was a surfboard, wouldn’t that be great?
What I got at the age of 8
Was a swimming ring that wouldn’t inflate
What I got at the age of 9
Was a safety pin and a ball of twine
What I wanted at the age of TEN
Was a diary and a fountain pen
At the age of 10
Dad won the lottery. Bought me Disneyland.
