My Gran

 

 

We're having tea and my Gran says

 

I wonder what you’re going to be when you’re big?

 

A policeman?

 

A doctor?

 

A footballer?

 

 

 

And I say

 

I ‘m going to be a pirate please.

 

 

 

And she says a pirate?

 

I hadn’t thought of that.

 

 

Is it the flag with its skull and bones?

 

Is it the treasure chest stuffed with gold ?

 

Is it the parrot with its Yo-Ho-Ho’s ?

 

 

And I say

 

No, it’s none of those.

 

 

 

It's because

 

Pirates

 

Don't have to eat potatoes.