I like to make a mess

I enjoy getting mucky

It’s super getting dirty

Smelly, slimy and yucky

Sand between my toes

Playdoh up my nose

Fingers full of sludge and fudge

Ketchup down my clothes

People look at me disgusted

When I’m caked in chocolate custard

Ribena stains my vest

And I never comb my hair

So it looks like a bird’s nest

Because I like making a MESS

It’s great to get in a state

With grease and grime my mates

Tidiness is terrible

Cleanliness I hate

So I lick food off my plate

And get icky

And sticky

And feel a little sicky

I’ve plastered myself in paint

And smeared glue on my chest

What do I like doing most?

I bet you’ve already guessed

I like making a MESS

I play and play and play all day

But never put my toys away

Lego bricks fill my floor

Glitter and stickers cover my door

Stinky socks hang from my draw

Next to a pile of apple cores

My Mum can’t take it anymore

My teacher’s not impressed

I love to roll in rubbish

While shouting, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

‘Cause what’s the thing that I like best?

I like making a MESS