Friday, 10 January 2014

N-O No!

Here's a little poem my nine-year old wrote a while back. Interesting, don't you think?

N-O no; there's no way I'll chose a boy.
N-O no; you're treating me like a toy.
N-O no; why can't I have my way?
N-O no; I want to shout hey!
N-O no; I want to hang out with my friends.
N-O no; whats the rush, I'm only ten?

She says it doesn't have any particular meaning; that she was just making up rhymes whilst playing with Barbie.

Hmmm...

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