My Counter moves in sixes and fours
My magic key opens all the doors
I roll the cards and shuffle the dice
And I get to toss all the coins twice
©Mungleton 2014
Grandad has to wait another week before having his comedy nose-bandage removed. He says he may have to miss the Valentine's dinner at the Manor. Shame it isn't a masked ball.
Poppy O'B is leaving my school to go elsewhere. At this news, several kids in my class burst into tears. The Year 4s did their play which is the Pied Piper. Faithfully following the original format, a girl whistled at rats and they died. But then the mayor said No, we won't invest in the Portsmouth school system and the Rat-whistler said Oi give me the money and she took all the boys (apart from one on crutches, who was too slow) and locked them up in her cave under Portsdown Hill, until school funding levels were increased.
Today it hailed down the kitchen chimney and made the range cooker go pinklepinkle.
We retrieved Blind Uncle Len's World War 2 map from the framer and I did this cheap sight gag.
In swimming the teacher says I'm nearly at the next hat level but I was pooped at the end.
My homework over half-term is on Romans. They did a bit of work here a couple of thousand years ago, and introduced the garden snail to the chagrin of gardeners ever since.
I made a shield with integral dagger and scabbard for easy murdering!
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