Known as the poet I am,
Sitting and writing with a Tim-tam.

What jolly big poems you write ma’am,
You could get an A+ in a poem exam.

Have you written about a lamb, ma’am.
If you haven’t; I’d call him Sam.
Then you can say he turned into a ram,
And decided he would rather be some ham.

Have you been on a really fast tram?
When I went on one, it nearly did slam,
Into a big brick wall ma’am,
But then it turned and did not jam.

Do you cook with kilos and grams?
Because I do it very well ma’am.
I have to go and manage my ham,
Which is in the oven as we speak ma’am.