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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.
Copyright ©
peter keicher
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