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My Family

MY FAMILY When I think about my family, I think of Mum and me, And then of course there is my Dad So that makes three. My older brother Jake is here, So that makes four, And five, well that’s my little sister Crawling on the floor. There’s Grandma and my Grandpa, Who always turn up late, To have their Sunday lunch with us, So that makes eight. I’ll have to count my tabby cat, My dog who's name is Ben. They don’t get on, as you could guess, So that makes ten. Fifteen fishes in a tank, And cage birds, we’ve got plenty. Now let me see, Oh! I’ve lost count, But it MUST be more that twenty.

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Date: 12/11/2020 1:34:00 PM
It made me stop and take a count. To see what our family is all about. When we get to in-laws, cats and dogs, the numbers now run in the thirties. We didn't get together over "turkey day" to protect the elderly(me) and the innocent. oldbuck
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