Well, sometimes, at night, when we're really bored, My darling sister comes with poems to tell me. Here are two of the best, or worst, that we could think of:
The waves are high and the sea souns mocking
and yet you sleep through all this rocking
O God of mercy hear our cry
if you don't wake up we'll all die
Anna
Double double toil and trouble
to the one who pops this bubble
It's detergent will destroy your home
and you will be doomed in it's soap to roam
Anna
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Very silly! The second one was funnier though. Where does Anna get her inspiration from?
You should see the size of the bubbles my brothers make. They're huge!
They are very clever! I would like to see some more of her work.
I know, those bubble were huge! Shame they couldn't get one inside the other though.
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