Kryptonite

Got a problem? Never fear,
Just shout and Supermum is here,
You’ve lost your toy, it’s looking bad,
No need to cry, or bother Dad,
Supermum has x-ray eyes,
‘Let’s lift that cushion up!’ She cries,
You’re in the park, you’re tired out,
Thank heavens Supermum’s about,
She’ll push your bike and carry you,
Your bucket and your helmet too,
You’re starving, and you need a snack,
It’s there before you’ve turned your back,
Build a tower, draw a train,
You need help with your zip again?
She’ll wipe a nose before it drips,
And catch you just before you slip,
There’s just one thing that she can’t fight,
The dreaded whinge, her kryptonite.

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