Christmas Special
You sit wondering to your selfWhat am I going to get
That cool Barbie doll
Or remote control car
Which ones am I going to get?
The clocks struck 7am
It's time to get up
You rush to see your parents
They moan and groan until they finally get up
You charge down the stairs
To find all the wonderful presents
You tear the wrapping paper
And cry with happiness thank you Father Christmas!
This is a lovely poem!! Anyone know who wrote it?
ReplyDeleteI love this. Poem #1. The beat
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