Referred to in my earlier post..April 2013 to be exact,….I found one of my soft play poems….

Soft play is a misnomer

It really tests your mettle

A sea of screaming offspring

Make you reach for the gin not the kettle

My boys seem to love it

They’re having a ball

They shriek as they fly by

Then stumble and fall

Soft play is a trial

That much is true

So thank god there’s free wifi

And the tea’s not bad too