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At one Life had begun, I could walk,that was fun, Always smothered with kisses,mummy's yummy bun. At two, I grew too, Did everything I wanted to do, Again and again,then undo, Refused to go to the loo, Loved to spill the shampoo, Stubborn as a mule, With tears, buckets of boo. At three , I was free, No pampers,mum in glee, Went to loo to *** Hated milk, loved tea, Fell often, grazed my knees. At four, Could do small chores, Wipe a spill on the floor, For visitors open door, My own clothes I wore, A glass of water I could pour. At five, I was alive, A queen bee in a hive, I learned to thrive, First time I learned to swim and dive. At six , I was a bag of tricks, Just for kicks, Smart at solving conflicts, Easily able to come out of a fix, Clever and confident, teachers' best pick.
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Six Years
At one Life had begun, I could walk,that was fun, Always smothered with kisses,mummy's yummy bun. At two, I grew too, Did everything I wanted to do, Again and again,then undo, Refused to go to the loo, Loved to spill the shampoo, Stubborn as a mule, With tears, buckets of boo. At three , I was free, No pampers,mum in glee, Went to loo to *** Hated milk, loved tea, Fell often, grazed my knees. At four, Could do small chores, Wipe a spill on the floor, For visitors open door, My own clothes I wore, A glass of water I could pour. At five, I was alive, A queen bee in a hive, I learned to thrive, First time I learned to swim and dive. At six , I was a bag of tricks, Just for kicks, Smart at solving conflicts, Easily able to come out of a fix, Clever and confident, teachers' best pick.
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72/F/Tanzania
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
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