.
I’ve got mates
I have
I have
Best friends
My best friends
Not yours
Mine
My very own
They like me
Let me play
Let me win
Better than your
Mates
I get presents
I do
Loads of them
Got everything
Star Wars
Cars
Soldiers
Everything
Cos I’m lucky
I am
Got my own room
Own telly
I have
Really
I don’t care
What you got
Not bothered
At all
I’ve got mates
I have
They’ll come to play
... Soon
.
.
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For Chris
1 comment:
You get the voice so well - that defensive/aggressive/angry/sad little boy. I feel sorry for him - and worry about what he'll grow into. This could be the preface to an interesting story...
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