Oh no! thought Atlas,
Looking at the mess.
Oh no! says Dad,
Not this again.
Nappy fluff is everywhere
There is no end
All over the carpet
In Atlas’ hair!
Oh no! says Mama J,
What is going on?
There’s fluff on the patio,
There’s fluff on the floor,
There’s fluff on the bed,
And there’s fluff on the walls!
There was no end
To the fluff Atlas caused.
A confetti of fluff
Had kept Atlas amused
He’d forgotten about other stuff
That he could be doing,
Like playing with Looby
Or arranging his toys
Or watching his iPad
And listening to noise.
Instead he made carnage
A world full of fluff!
Oh no! thought Atlas,
I think I’ve f*cked up!
Oh no! says Dad,
Ready to scold
Oh no! says Mama J,
Looking forlorn.
In the meantime, Atlas
Had sneaked out the back!
He’d snuck up the stairs
While they sorted it out!
He picked up his iPad
Plonked down on his chair
Grabbed a handful of crackers
Threw them in the air!
A squeal of happiness
Burst out from his mouth.
Oh no! exclaimed Dad,
Where’s Atlas now?
© Copyright 2022, Poetry Out West, Jodine Derena Butler. All rights reserved. First published on Raising Atlas Rising, 2022
Poetry Out West 
Atlas is your muse. Muso in spanish.
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He most certainly is! He’s an absolute joy of a boy 💚
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