That Mary Duffy One
I hate that Mary Duffy one,
full of airs and graces,
with her shiny angel dress
and flappy wings.
I’ve only a brown shepherd
thing, borrowed from my
sister, fat Margaret,
huge, tied with a rope.
And a tea towel.
And she’s always first
at sums with her “Miss,
Miss, Miss”, hand in the air.
She’s got coloured crayons
too, in a glittery plastic box.
I’ve only a short brown
pencil. And I never put
my hand up for adding
or taking away, hidin’
down in the back row.
My brother Martin says
the Duffys always kept
That makes me happy,
But I still hate
that Mary Duffy one.
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- Pigeon, Foster Teegarden
- Idle mind at rest, hasmukh amathalal
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- Rain In Summer, Neela Nath
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- Resource less, hasmukh amathalal
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