I don’t want to go.
There’s nothing to do
then there’s no one to talk to
nothing to do
there’s nothing to play with
I’ll stay in the car
I don’t want to go in
Please!!!
OK
I’ll have some cake
Hey, this is great cake
I can extend to some really good stamps
Is this eyeballs Eyewear Story Bridge
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Hi Rongo. I was really enjoying this poem, but then at the end…
what does that last line mean?