Babies, toddlers, children,
Filling the shop.
Crying, giggling, talking.
But between the noise,
It's the quiet voices I hear.
Mother - "Would you like a money bank?
Which one would you like?
A penguin, an elephant?
Oh how about a crocodile?"
The child shakes his head looking a little scared.
Mother - "You don't want a crocodile?"
The child replies in his little voice;
"No it will bite me."
Friday, 2 May 2008
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