SWEETIES

'Mischief'  by  Trish  1996

The Little Devil
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I'm A wee rascal and I love it!
I never feel guilty, not a bit!
Folk believe my whispers,
Sometimes it curls their whiskers.

I challenge myself each day
To disturb all who come my way.
When night time comes, I bid it,
With my wee devil, prayer 'I did it! I did it!!

'Drifting Along'  by  Trish

THIS BLOOM
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It's from a nowhere land,
And lingers, close at hand.
Floats in waking dreams just above, my head,
Then settles darkly, brooding, over my bed.

What is this light of dark mist about,
I've told it 'you're not needed, get out!'
 No answer, as yet, to my plea, has come,
But it's near, I can tell, by the warm rays of the sun.

Tushie

'Quietness'  by  Trish  2000

SWEETIE PIE
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What makes you say,
I've got something in my mouth?
Why, if I did, I'd say so,

,Innocent'  by  Trish

So there's no need to shout!

No! I won't, I won't, I won't!
Open, my mouth up wide,
You only won't it open,
so you can look inside!

What makes you think
I stole your boiled lollies from the jar?
Why if I did I'd say so,
I have no idea, where they are.

What do you mean I look weird
So what if my face has odd bumps,
You know yourself, I'm the only one
In our family, who's never had mumps!

Tushie