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Author Name: Freejohncarter 5 Comments
Date Added: July 04, 2009 07:07:04 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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In a Muddle
In a Muddle
 
There was a young girl in a muddle
Tripped head long into a puddle
Her Mother said "Oh my sweet girl
just look at your sweet curls
come here and give me a cuddle".
 
 
Temper temper.
 
Tommy stamped his feet and shouted
"I'm not going there today
Granny presses my cheeks together
she kisses me that way".
She always says "Come sit on my lap"
I do embarrassingly so
But Gran i think it's time you knew.
Next week i will be Forty Two!.
 
Author's Notes:
Just a bit of silliness lol. My Gran would hold my cheeks in her hands making it impossible for escape and then plant a big wet kiss on me. I was only Seven at the time. I need to go and be sick now lol.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeAdri on July 5, 2009 12:55:34 PM Report
LOL This is very cute. I really enjoyed it.
Adri x

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 4, 2009 07:32:54 PM Report
,,, John ... Oh My!!
 Gran still kisses you like a seven year old child...
 Well at least you know your loved...
 This is a cute a sit can be!!!
 Always ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeBrian Davy on July 4, 2009 06:52:40 PM Report
Well done, a great amount of fun in reading and perhaps more truth than we want to admit....lol

Comment By: PremiumLinda Jo on July 4, 2009 08:04:44 AM Report
in a muddle...my mama would be looking for the paddle

 

temper, temper...even big boys find places in granny's forever  heart

Comment By: FreeMichelle on July 4, 2009 08:01:49 AM Report
LOL. The last line made me laugh.




 


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