Why ‘Thumper’ Was Late for School
¶ 1
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Just stay there! Don’t move an inch
I can’t. I’ve got to go
I’d like to stay, get out of Maths
But I’d be in trouble, as you know
¶ 2
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You can’t go, we need you
You always moan you’re never picked
Even though you’re nearly useless
Outfield and between the sticks
¶ 3
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It was true but it still hurt me
I’ve got big ears and bigger feet
They never let me join their game
Because they don’t like getting beat
¶ 4
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So when they said “Thumper, you can play”
I nearly choked upon my toast
I was made up to be chosen
They let me be the post!
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