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MAMA'S FRIENDS GO TO SCHOOL : RHYME 90

   Mama's Friends Go To School 

Mama says no to the monkey who wants
To go to her school,
The monkey gets piqued and makes 
'Growl, growl, growl!'

Mama says no to the squirrel who wants
To go to her school,
The squirrel gets piqued and makes
'Growl, growl, growl!'

Mama says no to the parrot who wants 
To go to her school,
The parrot gets piqued and makes 
'Growl, growl, growl!'

Mama says no to the sparrow who wants
To go to her school,
The sparrow gets piqued and makes
'Growl, growl, growl!'

But all her friends go behind her
As she leaves home,
And look at her through the window
From outside classroom. 

Mama angrily tells them to go back 
From her school,
But they get piqued and make
'Growl, growl, growl!'

©️ N P Samal

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