My Amazing Trousers by Sol, age 10 – 11

My Amazing Trousers are made of macaroni cheese
They are soft and silky and put on with ease.
My amazing trousers are spat on by llamas,
They are just as cosy as fluffy pyjamas.
I feed the homeless, I feed the poor
And if they ask, I’ll give them more.
I’ll come round town breakfast, lunch and dinner
To make every human feel like a winner.

[social_warfare]

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