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Matilda

Matilda was a fan of pop

She’d even trade her best top

For half a bottle of the stuff

 Or tear her teddy to fluff

 

Matilda’s guardian

Was her Aunt Cardigan

 And spoilt matilda rotten

Aunt's promise was you'll never be forgotten

 

It happened that one day

Matilda had grew tiered of play

And decied to drink all the pop

That Aunt had bought from the shop

 

Matilda's stomach couldn't cope

As though it had eaten an Antelope

Matilda fell to the floor

And whished she hadn't drunk any more

 

POP went Matilda's tummy

"I want my mummy"

And when Aunt came home

She went streight to the phone

 

And that was the end of Matilda