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Who Do I Call?I had a little accident today; I hurt my tummy and my knee, I needed it kissed better, And I need my mummy you see! But my mummy went to Heaven, When I was only three, I didn't want her to go, Because I needed her here with me! So I tried to find my mummy, I need to phone her in heaven, So I phoned the operator, Cos I am only seven! I told the operator, That I need to see my mum, And told her that I fell down, And I had an aching tum. 'Can you find me the number?' I asked, 'because you see, I need my mum to make it better; She has a magic kiss for me. Tell me operator... Is it in this yellow book? The telephone number to Heaven, I can't find it when I look. Operator are you there? Are you hurting too? Is your mummy in Heaven? Don't you know what to do? Can I phone her in heaven? Do you think I will get through? I really need my mummy, And I don't know what to do? Oh, I found this piece of paper, Pinned high upon this wall, It's for my little church; I'm going to make a call. My daddy always told me, My church would help me out, And I can I say a prayer there, If ever I'm in doubt! I think my daddy misses her? And he can't find heaven for me! He said that God took her away, When I was only three! I sometimes see a tear, In my daddy's eye, His face goes red and sad, And then he will start to cry. Operator I'm going now, But I hope that you feel better, And if heaven doesn't have a phone, Try sending God a letter!' Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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