Nursery Times. Mary had a little friend he made her late for school. He held her and he kissed her though it was against the rule. Mary really felt quite weak. She rubbed mud on each rosy cheek, Although she knew she couldn't win, her friend just kissed on her chin. She thought it might end as she... Sign in to see full entry.
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