Little Kimberley Helen She never stays down Shaped slightly like a melon Enjoying evry playground in every town.
She fall and skins her knees and asks Pick me up if you please With her face slightly masked May I have some cheese? Before my next task.
She rises with a cheerful grin I'm only two and a half I'm covered in mud but thats no sin we can fix it with a bath Before our little trek home begins We have a little laugh.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Kimberley was a beautiful little girl who could never stay clean. She didn't care how grubby she got, she just had fun.(this is most of her life). We called her our joyful bubbly one.I had a lot of fun with her and still do. She would do anything anywhere for a laugh. She's now 22.
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