The Toddlers Meeting

Summer shorts and top – Nanny brought it
Theres one – She has got a toy
Shoes, dress, hair thing – the same colour as mine
Im going to talk to her – ill flap my hands, she’ll like that
Ill say “Hello” – loud and screeching
Ill walk past her – stamping my feet and squealing
Ill offer her something – my little blue car will do
She’ll follow me – the swings or the roundabout are good
I don’t think she’s for me – her Mummy has put her in her pushchair now
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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