[Editor: This poem for children, by L. E. Homfray, was published in The Daily Telegraph (Sydney, NSW), 7 November 1925,.]
If You Were Me
If you were me, and I were you,
How funny that would be;
Because I should be very old,
And you’d be only three!
If I were you, and you were me,
Whatever would you say,
When people washed your face and hands,
Just twenty times a day?
If you were me, and I were you,
How sorry you would be;
Because I’d send you off to bed
At eight o’clock, you see.
If I were you, and you were me,
I’ll tell you what I’d do;
I’d give you castor oil to drink,
And horrid powders, too!
If you were me, and I were you,
With all my toys you’d play;
You’d never call them rubbish then,
Or pack them right away.
If I were you, and you were me,
I think that I would try,
To be so very kind to you,
You’d never want to cry.
If you were me, and I were you,
Well, then you’d really see,
Just how it feels to be a child,
A little girl of three!
— L. E. HOMFRAY.
Source:
The Daily Telegraph (Sydney, NSW), 7 November 1925, p. 10
Also published in:
The Beaudesert Times (Beaudesert, Qld.), 9 March 1934, p. 5
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