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Day Out
Day out I met a woman with glasses on and she sat upon her bum; She smiled at me while we both caught the midday blazing sun. We walked along were the band played loud and the audience ate chips and sung; The streets were full of people who had come from somewhere then they walked somewhere else for fun. I met a man with a broken arm who I spoke to and asked him what he’d done; He said “I fell in the back yard when my wife was out but there’s no course for alarm my son” It wasn’t his right arm he’d broken and I said “good day I’m glad you’re feeling better as I saw a white swan eating bread that someone had fairly flung”. To the shops we travelled next and biscuits and butty’s were priority number one; Then we walked back to the car and my girl friend and my mother ate sandwiches and drank pop for the walking had us done. On the way back home we opened all the windows and a bumble bee came in and said “hello peter’s mum”; My mother was smaller than the bumble bee and she was sitting there looking dumb; so we all sat in the back seats and the bumble bee drove us home BRUM BRUM BRUMmmmmmmm.
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