Oh! Oh! Whatever shall we do? Daddy’s in the fire! He’s going to get a burned-o As the flames race higher. Now then children, there’s milk and there’s bread, So make you some supper and get you to bed.
Author Archive | Magda Knight
Hey, mumma, I can see a big Conspiracy. Where, baby, where? There, on the stair. Hush, child. There is nothing there. Oh, mumma! It’s there! Take care, mumma – now it’s in your hair! No, baby. That’s a breeze in the air. Mumma! Beware! It’s nasty and ugly, it’s bigger than a bear. Oh, mumma, […]