Bobbin and Lace and Tatting

I can sing the same song
For an hour or more,
I don’t walk the dog,
And I can’t sweep the floor,
I’m four!

I know my colours,
And I can count to ten,
(A skill I demonstrate
Time and again).
I’m four!

There’s certainly is
No ‘ifs’ or ‘buts’
My mission in life
Is to drive you nuts.
I’m four!

You think I’m cute in ribbons and lace,
I like me best with a dirty face.
I’m happiest in tattered jeans
You try your best to keep me clean.
I’m four!

I wonder why the sky is blue,
And everything seems bright and new,
And there’s never enough
For me to do.
I’m four!

I’m a ball of energy,
And fire and noise.
Your world is littered,
With broken toys.
I’m four!

I keep you jumping
And on your toes.
You pray a lot
Because heaven knows
I’m four.

Hold on to hope,
Try to survive,
In a little while
I’ll be turning five,
But there is never a doubt
That you’re alive
While I’m four!

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Klepto: thanks ‘typo’!
Demonical: Great Idea!