Sometimes I wish…

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I WAS LIKE MARIELLA

she took a pritt stick an glued her lips together. So she doesn’t have to speak. She never had to speak. She never had to speak.

People used to say she’s as quiet as a mouse. She just doesn’t make a peep!

She marched on to her wardrobe and she threw away the colour.  ‚Cause wearing black looks mystirious, but it didn’t impress her mother. She wanted to dress her baby in partners and flowers. But Mariella just crossed her arms and so she cried for hours.

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