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Grandads Sticks Albert and Me

Grandad's sticks ,Albert and Me Grandad walks slowly and uses two sticks ! He and Nanny came to see us today thats me, mummy, daddy and baby scustin ok grandad still lets me jump and play round him so quick and so rough then goes off with nanny as slow as they came cos he's had enough ! Then at nursery I spy Albert oh no ! who sometimes me , he pushes and hits to take my toys and give me no go ! although my clothes are aged four to five only three years old is the body they hide ! Then there's Ethan thats me with my curly golden locks, rosy cheeks and smile full of glee my imagination spurred by a reverands train my energy and strenght no one can contain so if you dont mind I'll get back to my game and just for now use my vigour just being a pain! If you expect more, come back when i'm four ? love Grandad MB 2013

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