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English Poetry
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Written by Lynne
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Wednesday, 30 September 2009 19:00 |
After a Bath
by Aileen Fisher

After a bath, I try, try, try To rub myself 'till I'm dry, dry, dry. Hands to wipe, and fingers and toes, And two wet legs and a shiny nose. Just think how much less time I'd take If I were a dog, and could shake, shake, shake!

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