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MY AUNTY HAS A BEARD

My Aunty Has A Beard I have a favourite aunty She makes me kind of feared, Because my favourite aunty She has a jaggy beard. The first time that I saw it It gave me quite a fright, I lay in bed just wondering It kept me up all night. I thought it was a spider Hanging from her face, Or could it be a beastie I in its hiding place. The first time that she kissed me I got a great big hug, I could feel the jaggy hairs From my aunties little bug. The beastie tickled on my chin It tickled on my face, Come here to your favourite aunty My little baby Grace. She chased me up and down the stairs She chased me through the house, And the tiny tail wagging on her face Looked like a baby mouse. I close my bedroom door So no one can get in, I`m hiding from the creature That lives on my Aunties chin. Sometimes when she catches me I`m paralysed with fear, I think her little monster would crawl inside my ear. Mum tells me not to worry Or my fear will take its toll, It’s nothing to be frightened of It`s just a hairy mole. So nowadays I don’t get scared When my aunty she comes in, Because every time she kisses me I get tickled on the chin. I know it`s not a beastie And now I`m not so feared, It`s just my favourite aunty With her little jaggy beard. THE END.

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