Name: Warren Da Costa
Class: 6
School: The King’s School
She’s up each morning bright and early
To make my porridge as smooth as slurry
She feeds me well her rice and curry
And sees that my head in my books I bury
She toils and toils the whole day through
And cares for me with endless worry
Time for bed she’d tell a story
Love is all her heart can carry
She goes to bed so tired and weary
O thank you Lord
For my mum so deary .
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