Electric Eddy is hiding from Dad.
He's inside the wire that runs round my house.
He moves around slowly, quiet, unseen.
Sometimes he's helpful.
Sometimes he's mean.
When I switch on the kettle,
he boils water for tea.
When I turn on the radio,
he plays music for me.
When Dad tidies up,
he helps vacuum clean.
But if I play with the wires,
he electrocutes me.