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.

Author: Trevor Durbidge   Copyright © 2006 [TJD].   All rights reserved.    October 31, 2007 .