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Say, Good mornin, Granny MaamaGood mornin, Grandpa Taata.Good mornin when it rainin.Good mornin when sun shinin.Good mornin.
Dog in the playground:Oh, no he don’t.He’ll come with me,You see if he won’t.
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?
My love is like a well-read bookwhich makes me smile each time I look.It shouts and whispers, roars and singsit grounds me and it gives me wings.
In the line you hear a chatter.Up and down a clatter, clatter.Noisy schoolgirls scream and shout,pushing in and pushing out.
Today I’m not going to school,I can’t face my lessons today,problem is my Mum’s no fool,she’s gonna make me go any way.
I spied a small lonely boy.I was his beautiful red balloon,from morning through to noon,