“Wash your hands!” mama says,
100 times per day.
But I do know just what to do before I go my way.
Thinking tub, thinking scrub, I don't need reminders.
It is true, don't you know, a code word might be kinder!
Today is new,
And I am through,
Hearing wash wash wash,
What if I had just one way to act without a push?
What if there was just a word,
A secret we could share,
One simple phrase that we could say that leads from here to there?
Perhaps it is a made-up word like burple or hapnie -
You could learn to say the word, just try it and you'll see!
But, I am smart and oh so clever, we all know it's true,
What if our word was not invented… a real one might just do!
I like the sound of twinkle, shine and sparkles too...
But when I think of washing up, only one code word will do!
Keen it is! What do you say? Will you recall it?
Keen to you might just sound like a compliment,
But I tell you that saying keen you never will regret.
I'll spring to action, jump right up, knowing that's our code.
I'll run to wash and dry my hands,
It will become our ode.
To other people it might be a word with one clear meaning,
But mama between just you and me,
Keen means I am cleaning!