little miss trouble

little miss trouble

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"Elsa Do you want to build a snowman? Come on lets go and play I never see you anymore Come out the door It's like you've gone away..." I sang as the teacher was working on the board. "We used to be best buddies And now we're not I wish you would tell me why! Do you want to build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman" my brother jackson sang. "Go away!" my cousin Sophia said. "ok, bye" Isabella sang along. "Do you want to build a snowman? Or ride our bikes around the halls I think some company is overdue I've started talking to the pictures on the walls" Lucy said. "Hang in there, Joan!" Nick yelled. "It gets a little lonely All these empty rooms" Mike sang. "Just watching the hours tick by" Matt yelled "Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock, Tic-Tock" we all sang the teacher gave us death glares "detention" she yelled at us.
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