She sings with the voice of an angel.
Her manner so calm and demure
Full of confidence and so much assurance,
A beauty with considerable allure!
At the same time she's just a teenager.
Caught up as she grows of age,
With all the adolescent foibles,
That she manages to keep off the stage.
Her bedroom is in a heck of a state.
She never tidies up.
Her mum is often beside herself.
Because she acts like an untrained pup!
She's for ever on the internet,
Or on her mobile phone.
"Lucie - do your homework."
"Oh mum! leave me alone!"
We know that puberty is speaking
And underneath it all.
This girl has lots of talent.
And, in later life, will have a ball!
So the best of luck, dear Lucie.
Face the future with vision, unafraid.
Think carefully about life's decisions, my dear.
Because I know that you'll make the grade.
U. Can Makeit.
Trevor Durbidge Copyright © 2006 [TJD]. All rights reserved.
October 31, 2007 .
Author: Trevor Durbidge Copyright © 2006 [TJD]. All rights reserved. October 31, 2007 .