CRY CRY BABY (IP)
By Cavalcader
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When I was very small
I wanted always to fly
So our old home with rickety
two flights of stairs
instead of going to the bedroom
so dark nobody in
I stood on the landing
in my pink pyjamas
on tip-toes
which made me feel so tall
Leant over the bannister rail
really a bit of a fool
over the top I went
flying through the air
Seeing stars
landed on the 2nd flight
down down down
I sat and cried and cried
the door knocker banging outside
a voice calling through the letter box
"come and open the front door"
Before mum turned the key in the lock
I managed to get to the front door
badly bruised
shaken up for sure
Cuddles checked over
many sobs
to crown it all
Dad's mynah bird
saying
"Where's dad
along the pub
I'll never want to fly
to this day
And yet I love looking
at the big golden moon
and sparkling stars
The planes hovering
with like fairy lights on
and the white puffy clouds
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Julie - this is lovely. A
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I really like this one Julie
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A belated Merry Christmas,
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