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He was seven and I was six, my Brendon Gallacher.He was Irish and I was Scottish, my Brendon Gallacher.His father was in prison; he was a cat burglar.
Say, Good mornin, Granny MaamaGood mornin, Grandpa Taata.Good mornin when it rainin.Good mornin when sun shinin.Good mornin.
He swears on his mother's life he wasn't there.
And if he was there
he swears on his mother's life it wasn't him.
And if it was him
Dog in the playground:Oh, no he don’t.He’ll come with me,You see if he won’t.
Sadie opened her Easter eggand found three smaller Easter eggs.
Jaspar opened his Easter eggand found a hammer for breaking Easter eggs.
I like to stay upand listenwhen big people talkingjumbie stories
I does feelso tingly and excitedinside me
But when my mother say“Girl, time for bed”
I wanna be a star.I wanna go far.I wanna drive around in a big red car.I said yeah yeah yeahI wanna be a star.
Let me do it, let me do itLet me blow up the balloonLet me do it, let me do itLet me go to the moon
Please Mrs ButlerThis boy Derek DrewKeeps copying my work, Miss.What shall I do?
All you see is outside me: my painted smile,the rosy-posy shell, the fluttery eyes.A butter-won’t-melt-in-my-mouth-type me