Tussauds Poems - Poems about Tussauds

...Remember remember Mum when we were small. Holding hands as we learnt to walk, Teaching us how to talk. On the swing you'd push us high Till our feet could touch the sky. A magic rub when we had ......Read the rest...

...Is there no place for us ? In this world of work and fuss ? We came to fulfil our dreams Leaving our noble motherland with goodbye tear streams We are prisoners of a dark dank cell called race ......Read the rest...