POLLIPIGGLEPUGGAR

I’ve said all I will now, because it’s pointless, and I did win those Erights back. But the unquiet heart becomes the bad heart, in the end, and if people refuse to see and refuse to heal, that’s their bag and their fear. “Physician heal thyself!” So here’s one from POLLIPIGGLEPUGGAR for the children in us all, and to be read, I hope, between parents and kids.

THE MOST WONDERFUL SOUND AROUND

WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?
The Children all scream
Is the loveliest sound around?
Throw down your spoons, in the bowl of cream,
Then stamp your feet hard on the ground.

WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?
The Monsters demand
Is the nicest noise you can hear?
Thump on the table, and don’t be alarmed,
When you shout it out loud and clear.

WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?
The Terror-tots cry
Is the sound that’s the kindest of all?
Shout at the ceiling, then scream at the sky
And bellow it right down the hall.

WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?
The maniacs moan
Is the sound that beats all the rest?
Call it aloud through a megaphone
And pummel your hands on your chest.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
LISTEN

Can you hear it?
The most WONDERFUL sound in all the world.

What, what, what?
Say the whispering kids
Is a sound that’s as light as a breeze?
A sound that is heard, without even a word
And is softer than wind in the trees?

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Listen.
There it is…

Copyright David Clement-Davies 2001