CREATIVE Write a thong, thung by Mr Thleary, about how he thinkth people thhould lead their liveth.
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Come hither my dear lithenerth,
For Thleary knowth the go,
For he ith Dickenth’ mouthpiethe,
He ith alwayth in the know.
Hard work ith number one,
Having a retht ith number two,
We work hard to get thingth done,
But through all, what we do ith true.
We work to make a living’
But that’th not what life’th about.
Itth your mum, you dad, your thithter
Who you couldn’t go without.
We an’t to work ath machineth,
Tick-tick-ticking by the hour.
No, that life’th not good for uth!
It turnth you rotten, lemon-thour.
In everything that you do,
You thhould never, not once, forget,
The birth of your originth,
For it ith thomething never to regret.
For, it’th you, your family, your home,
The eththence of who you are!
Without it, you are empty,
Never to prothper, or thhine like a thtar.
Try your betht in everything you do,
Earn your keep fairly,
And when you retht, enjoy it!
You’ll be grateful, thquarely.
They can’t be alwayth a learning,
nor yet they can’t be alwayth a working,
They mutht be amuthed,
Or trouble’ll come lurking.