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Book 9
March 18, 2019
His ship’s sails were in full bloom, The decks had been swept with a new broom. Scull and cross bones flag, was flying high, He was […]
March 18, 2019
The Boy’s bedroom is always untidy; Strewn with everything from Friday to Friday. His mother wishes, so very much He’d tidy up, using cupboards and draws. […]
April 30, 2019
The Boy let out a dreadful burp, At the breakfast table,His stay over friend, not to be outdone,Let out a bigger one.Then they entered a weird test,Who […]
May 6, 2019
Every time he saw his granny,He treated her, as his slave.He ordered her to go and carry,To sell and buy, cook a curry. In her eyes, […]
May 6, 2019
The Boy wouldn’t stop telling all,That his granny was, his slave to call.At his command, she immediately obeyed,Whatever the demand, she wasn’t fazed. Until one day, […]