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The brat and me.
 
You're a naughty,naughty little girl
(as naughty as can be,)
I saw you stick your tongue right out,
(when your mother couldn't see.)

I'd like to push you (oh so much,)
but your mum might then push me.
So instead,I'll poke my tongue at YOU,
then brats we BOTH shall be!

By Kay P M-Devenish

© 2018 Kay P M-Devenish (All rights reserved)

 

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