and we tried to get comfy but that beanbag just sagged.
Out we fell roly poly onto the floor
and started to cry when our heads hit the door.
So we searched and we searched for a bed much more cosy
climbing up table legs and becoming quite nosy.
When to our delight we eyed the perfect place
we struggled in, battened down and all you could see was our face.
Just imagine her surprise when coffee time came,
such cute little faces and all warm and fuzzy she became











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