Samuel Emanuel.
Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.
Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.
He refused to eat his toast,
And the thing he hates the most,
Is the healthy cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.
Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.
Samuel Emanuel didn’t eat lunch.
He didn’t like to wash his hair,
Or indeed to ever share,
And when bedtime comes at night
He’s hiding outside.
Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.
Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.
He doesn’t like to pack his toys,
And he’s mean to other boys,
And when dad says time for home
He’s on the rooftop.
Samuel Emanuel’s dad was getting sad.
Samuel Emanuel’s dad was going mad.
He threw a tanty on the floor,
And banged his head upon the door.
When Samuel he saw this he was so shocked!
Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much,
Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.
When he saw his dad so mad,
And he started feeling bad.
He decided it was time to STOP IT NOW!
Samuel Emanuel didn’t ask much,
Samuel Emanuel ate his whole lunch.
He was happy to eat toast,
And the thing he likes the most
Is the healthy, cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.
Hi Julie I really enjoyed your poem, I love the name Samuel Emanuel and your poem reminded me of the shenanigans that go on with my grandkids especially around the issue of “food”! I have shared it with my year old grandson and he liked it too.