We would run and hide
But always find our way home
We would talk in class
But always do the work
On the way to school we
discussed the latest comics
And we always ended up laughing
Every other day
There’d be somebody’s new joke
Someone would be on
And we would have to get them
In the dinner queue we
were cheeky to the older kids
And we always got big helpings
In the summertime
We would play at war
Joining in a line with
Twenty other friends and
Scaring all the girls we
Thought that we impressed them
And they always mocked and pointed
What if I could now
Tell that kid its story
As it ran around
And built its snow defences
Playing in the snow
Is all we ever dreamed of
Hiding behind snowy walls and waiting
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