What my mum doesn’t know is
I have my own planet.
You can’t see it from the earth:
it’s the other side of the sun,
and everything there is opposite:
they go to bed in the morning,
and they get up at night,
the children teach the grown-ups
and tell them off at home,
the best food there is crisps
and broccoli is bad – very bad.
In Otherside language,
‘You poo!’ means ‘I love you!’,
showing your bottom
is waving politely
and if you blow a raspberry,
right in your mum’s face, or your dad’s,
and accidentally spit on them,
well then, you’re really kissing them,
but in the Otherside way.
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