Wee Willie Winkie

Wee Willie Winkie

Wee Willie Winkie

Runs through the town,

 Upstairs and downstairs in his night gown,

Rapping at the windows,

Crying through the locks,

“I’ve lost my keys, my feet are cold,

THERE’S A HOLE IN MY SOCK!”

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Enid Blyton was never like this!

 

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Posted on December 10, 2013, in children's stories, Enid Blyton, humor, humour, poems, Stories for children and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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