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Letter from Llewella Pass Age 9 munths

Dear Nana,

I've ad enoff, I'm cummin down to live wiv you. Me mum smacked me yesterday. I dunna know why. I was only goin to put me fingers in the fire. So I've had enoff. I'm packin me nappys, me bottle, and me dummy, and me sleesuits, and me teddy, and I'm cummin down yours. Eh up, mum's got rolled of that monster again. It's got 2 great big eyes and a big mouth with funny sort of teeth. It eats all my left over bicys, and it makes a loud roaring noise when mum sticks his long thin tail into the wall. Anyway nana, I'm on me way down, oop's I've run into a problem. I've managed to crawl out of my chair and along the floor, even if I have got my nappy hanging around my feet. The thing is nan, I can't rach the door-handle, do you finkme mum will bring me down to stay wiv you. Just till bedtime anyway. Cos I know she loves me realy.

Luv from Llewella.

Poem by Ann Pass

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