Going to nursery.

My nursery is a funny place,

we like to sing and dance and race.

We jump and shout and cry and laugh.

From all the praising of the staff.

We like to play with all the toys,

and sometimes even kiss the boys.

The nursery staff will always smile,

even when were in denial.

Throwing balls is so much fun,

even when I land on my bum.

The sandpit is my favourite joy,

the castle is my favourite toy.

When all the girls and boys go home,

I sneak to hide from my mum,

but she alwaus finds me quick,

and takes me home in a tick.

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