Friday, 28 February 2020
Tuesday, 25 February 2020
My Dad
My dad is tough
My dad is rough and he’s tall not small
I love him like heck not like a deck
I draw him every day
I get tall like him every day
So I make some doh and throw it at them
Not small and tiny
My brother are winy
When I’m in my room They ask me to come and kill the spider I go and they shout mum, dad James in my room
When I am sound asleep they try to wake me up
I say give me a break but they throw me in the lake
When I’m in the shower the throw my towel on the ground in the water
Monday, 17 February 2020
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