A rant about my mum telling me off about the holes in my tights.
A little hole
Is what I see
But mum says no
Throw them in the bin
That's half my tights gone
What do I do
I need them for school
If she sees a hole
Then iβm doomed
Sheβll make me take them off
And get some new
She thinks I make them myself
But I never do
It just happens
They way it does
Maybe it ripped
When I open my bag
Maybe someone slashed it
Along the way
Maybe little elves
Rip little holes
In my tights
To get me told off
From my mum
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