viernes, 27 de mayo de 2016

Clare at the funfair AUDIO!

Clare at the funfair

Her name's Clare.
She's nice.
She has blue eyes
and fair
hair.

We met at the Funfair.
She was buying an ice;
her sister was eating a pear.

We drove in the bumper cars.
I paid the fares.
Both said it wasn't fair;
that they wanted to share,
and the turn was now theirs.
So we went twice.

We played darts,
then we looked at the sky,
but we didn't see the stars
on account of the lights.

There
were
funny mice
skating on the ice
and also a bear
selling fares
in underwear.

-Come on! buy the fares!
 There's no time to spare!F

-Look! a witch riding bare
 on a mare!

-Where?

-Over
 there,
 in the square.

We did stare
but she didn't care.

She took off her shoes,
her only pair,
and walked barefoot

The grass was smooth
but she wasn't aware
there
were
thieves
at the fair.

Along came the Mayor
to the funfair,
although he was fair
nobody cared
when he stood
at the top of the stair.

There
was
fun and glare
at the Funfair;
by the end of the night
there was only a layer
of rubbish in the square,
but nobody there.

-That's a nice pair,
 of shoes, mate. 

Put  it there!


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