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I went with a numbness, and sense of doubt Dropped at the doors of strangers But pleased to have been asked. We all gave our presents to the birthday child Watching the discarded paper fall and the pile Fill out the large cushioned arm chair. Not coming from wealth my present simple style But always liked, it appeared, much as any other; Coats taken and placed upstairs. A quick glance at the other children’s party attire Mine often a cream jumper and tartan pleated skirt, Brown leather Clark’s sandels, sensible. The chocolate game was my favourite Eating with knife and fork, As many pieces as able, real fooling about. Then there was musical chairs that Put me in despair, as some one always out And lots of standing about along the wall. Not very good at general knowledge so forfeits Left me in tears. But Oh! for pass the parcel Always fun had here. Then to the tea table we went With eyes bigger than tummies. All that blamange and strawberry jelly Sparkly fairy cakes with silver ***** Discarded plates of uneaten sandwiches Crusts scattering the floor, dropped, Lastly, milk chocolate fingers galore And a tiny decorated craker to take home. The End Love Mary
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
Party
I went with a numbness, and sense of doubt Dropped at the doors of strangers But pleased to have been asked. We all gave our presents to the birthday child Watching the discarded paper fall and the pile Fill out the large cushioned arm chair. Not coming from wealth my present simple style But always liked, it appeared, much as any other; Coats taken and placed upstairs. A quick glance at the other children’s party attire Mine often a cream jumper and tartan pleated skirt, Brown leather Clark’s sandels, sensible. The chocolate game was my favourite Eating with knife and fork, As many pieces as able, real fooling about. Then there was musical chairs that Put me in despair, as some one always out And lots of standing about along the wall. Not very good at general knowledge so forfeits Left me in tears. But Oh! for pass the parcel Always fun had here. Then to the tea table we went With eyes bigger than tummies. All that blamange and strawberry jelly Sparkly fairy cakes with silver ***** Discarded plates of uneaten sandwiches Crusts scattering the floor, dropped, Lastly, milk chocolate fingers galore And a tiny decorated craker to take home. The End Love Mary
I did not like parties much.
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mary-gay-kearns
67/F/Hertfordshire , UK
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
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