I’m ten pages behind but if it’s not already been done, can one of you with the skills, photoshop her book onto the nursery rhyme book pretty please
This is my awful attempt.. Someone do something better? The rhymes aren't flowing for me!
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
My Hinchers, please, gotta believe what I say
What I will tell happened just the other day
I must confess, 'cause I've had about enough
I need your help, gotta make this troll thing stop
Hinchers, I swear I'll tell the truth
About all the trolls and what they do
And if you thought you could send advice
I'm telling you now, objection overruled (here we go, oh, baby)
One for the money and the open pods
It's two for the lies that I denied
All lies
All lies (all lies)
Three for the flowers on the hob top
It's four for the times I’ve been faking (those trolls)
All lies (I’m gonna tell it to your face)
All lies (I rest my case)
You're on the stand, with your hole into the wall
Nowhere to run, and Hinchers you can call (oh no)
I just can't wait, now the case is open wide
You'll try to pray, but the Tattlers will decide
…………………..
So step back, 'cause you can’t touch my tat
I know deep down that you only want me to react
I lay low leaving all my swipe ups open
The decision of the Tattlers has not been spoken
Step in my house, you find that your #gifted stuff has gone
But, in reality, to whom does the stuff belong?
I bring you into court to preach my order
And you know that you overstep the border (uh-huh)
Pretty much teaching their kids that it’s okay to play with chemicals...and holding a bottle of toxic Elbow Grease, large half full bottle of Zoflora (no safety catch) in front of him.
She's made him look ridiculous he should be in his vest and tracky bottoms...and holding a bottle of toxic Elbow Grease, large half full bottle of Zoflora (no safety catch) in front of him.
Brilliant! Love itThis is my awful attempt.. Someone do something better? The rhymes aren't flowing for me!
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
My Hinchers, please, gotta believe what I say
What I will tell happened just the other day
I must confess, 'cause I've had about enough
I need your help, gotta make this troll thing stop
Hinchers, I swear I'll tell the truth
About all the trolls and what they do
And if you thought you could send advice
I'm telling you now, objection overruled (here we go, oh, baby)
One for the money and the open pods
It's two for the lies that I denied
All lies
All lies (all lies)
Three for the flowers on the hob top
It's four for the times I’ve been faking (those trolls)
All lies (I’m gonna tell it to your face)
All lies (I rest my case)
You're on the stand, with your hole into the wall
Nowhere to run, and Hinchers you can call (oh no)
I just can't wait, now the case is open wide
You'll try to pray, but the Tattlers will decide
…………………..
So step back, 'cause you can’t touch my tat
I know deep down that you only want me to react
I lay low leaving all my swipe ups open
The decision of the Tattlers has not been spoken
Step in my house, you find that your #gifted stuff has gone
But, in reality, to whom does the stuff belong?
I bring you into court to preach my order
And you know that you overstep the border (uh-huh)
*should beWorld book day isn’t about dressing up. It shouldn’t about books. Stories. For children. I despair.