As a Kid 1950A Poem by Terry CollettAs a kid I used to wonder what the boy who lived down the lane made of the black wool a whole bagful according to the nursery rhyme. What the heck would he do with a bagful of black wool? Nursery rhymes like that puzzled my young mind. I lived with my parents and grandparents in Nunhead not far from Rye Lane. Did the boy live down that lane? And what about the master and the dame; where did they live? And I never saw a single sheep near up or down the lane. Unless it was an invisible sheep and didn't it belong to Bo-Peep?
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Added on June 30, 2025 Last Updated on June 30, 2025 AuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more.. |

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