Peter Pan

one two unglued my shoe

three four – pull the door

five six – close it quick

seven – eight ! everything you hate!

is between eight and nine

this time; ten to eleven

you will be mine – illl send you to heaven.

Eleven then twelve

there is no answer to this spell

I am between you and me and

12 and thirteen. are keen

on spleens; thirteen

fourteen – where have you been

fourteen – fifteen – i’ve seen you again

little ghost of sixteen – sweet sixteen;

then suddenly seventeen and dead again.

Eighteen –

who ever wanted to grow up?

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