Thursday, July 20, 2006

Iris's cheetah poem.

I'm peeing, Mummy.
I'm weeing, Mummy.
I'll go past, you stay still.
I'll go fast, you go slow
like an elephant,
like an elephant.
Like a cheetah;
fast like a cheetah to the loo.
Well, I'm impressed, I think she's got Sean's face and my cadences.


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