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by †Rachel Joan†Oct 30, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
A swollen cheek A bump on the head Tell Mummy it was an accident When you fell out of bed. A bruised leg A cut on your knee Say you fell over While running to me. A broken finger A dislocated shoulder Caused by a fall When you climbed on a boulder. None of these are true But that's between me and you You mustn't tell Or it won't go down well. If Mummy asks Where you're getting all these bumps Just say you're clumsy And that's what's causing these lumps. You're defenseless now But you're growing up Pretty soon you'll be able And I'll be out of luck. So I'll make the most of my time Cause I know you won't tell Honey, if you do I'll put you through hell. ***Please rate or comment!!***