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Lady Lolly’s late
I see her every morning
And she runs without warning
In her arms is her lollypop
and no one dares ask her to stop
She's running for good reason
As it's definitely the season
To run with the tide
But for her, there's definitely nowhere to hide
She's running late 'tis lady lolly
Amongst the herd is our Polly
The stream of kids is never ending
But it's her b...
Monday 11th March 2024 2:15 pm
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