A E I O U
Where is the small girl?
Where have you hide?
I can't see her
She lies still
On the sofa she pretends
Wriggling her toes
Body lying straight
A E I O U
She gets up hide near the dinner table
Curled into a ball
Holding her breath
“Where is the small girl?”
She says “I am here”
I pretend I don't see
I look elsewhere
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