Mummy, mummy
Come look
I made a poo
On a leaf
Mummy I made it here
Where did it go?
Darling, it's alright
Rex took it away.
Sheet pale
Holding his guinea pig upside down
Mummy is he dead? I dropped him.
Blood is oozing from guinea's mouth.
Darling, we'll lay him under the soil to rest.
Mummy, can God see into my cupboard?
Why do you want to know that?
Because I want to pick my nose but I don't want God to see me.
Mummy, it's windy, but there are no trees to blow the wind. So how can it be windy?
(To a two-year-old)
Have you changed your mind?
No, I've still got my mind
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