I had a best friend called Lillie,
who was nice and very very pretty.
She had hair made of grass,
and quite a very small mass,
with the skin of bright orange and yellow.

She came from our garden outside,
but came out dirty and dusty beside.
However, I named her in grace,
because she had such a pretty face,
which many of her friend would not be able to replace.

The day after Lillie came out of the dust,
mum had made a big fuss,
of putting Lillie in the stew,
where their vegetables went too,
but I said ‘no’, and went off.

Mum sneaked into my bedroom at night,
were she took Lillie from my bed all right,
and put the vegetables in the stew,
and in went my poor Lillie too…

…which is how i lost my best friend at night!