Mr Percy Wobble Poem by Tess Gurney
Mr Percy Wobble
He wakes all stiff, poor mr percy
He is forever at my mercy!
he stands so tall, and wants so little.
he wakes with one thing on his mind
and hopes mrs wobble will be kind.
Poor percy trys to keep his head
while mrs wobble holds the bed!
he wakes all stiff poor mr percy
He is forever at my mercy
what kind of life is it for him
to be so ruled by the sight of sin!
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