Hip Hip Horray


bells are ringing

all the boys hip hip horrayare singing
all the girls are dancing
i am missing my grandmother very much
i cant wait to see her
cause shes my favourite
she has the same name as mine
now lets spell her name M-E-E-N-A-K-S-H-I
NOW LET SING IT AGAIN
HIP HORRAY HIPHIPHORRAY.
(A poem written by my nine year old grand daughter. It is her maiden poem. Comments are welcome.The little girl would feel happy to read them.)
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