High kicks
by jean charles
(uk.)
I can kick high
I can kick low
I can do anything
My Nana said so
When all the leaves
Fall down to the ground
We stop and listen
To the rustling sound
Then I can build a camp
Where I can hide
But I don't think
There's room for Nana inside
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