Cosatto Trof- A little poem

You may have seen our  recent review of the stunning Cosatto Trof highchair, well here’s a little poem all about the stylish fellow from my little monster.

 

Now I’m a little monster, who likes to stuff his face,

With cripsies, fruit and biscuits until there’s no more space.

But mummy says I’m messy she says I don’t sit still,

But if she gets me a nice highchair then I promise that I will.

So mummy bought the Trof, the highchair elite,

Now I look very smart as I sit in my comfy seat.

It’s quirky and it’s pretty in fact I’d say it’s cool,

I’m the envy of my friends at nursery and at school.

 

The Trof is pretty special and it’s super-duper fun,

It spins a good 360, it’s a very stylish one.

From is bright orange padding to it shiny silver steel

You’d be forgiven for thinking this beauty should have wheels

 

I love sitting in my Trof it goes up really high,

Sometimes I think I’m going to rocket up to the sky.

But then it comes back down again so I can sit up straight,

I can even reach the table to eat amongst my mates.

 

You see I like my Trof not just because it’s cool,

But because when mums friends come round it often make them drool.

I hear them saying all these things like where did you get that from?

But I tell mummy shhh I want the only one.

 

I love my Cossatto Trof – you can’t make me get out

Please bring me some more food or I’ll do my trade mark pout!