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Legislative Assembly for the ACT: 2003 Week 14 Hansard (11 December) . . Page.. 5298 ..

MRS DUNNE (continuing):

Karin sits at the back of the class doing craft

And seldom joins in the games and the laugh,

So here's a red hat and with it the suggestion

With that on sitting straight she might be asked a question.

Jacqui's ever so carefully dressed, never sloppily,

And she's keen to fit in and she could almost talk properly.

Here's a Wallaby's cap and tape, dinkum talk,

By the very same expert who helped out Bob Hawke.

Steve likes to help out, always has goods intentions

But somehow he often ends up in detentions,

Still he walks and talks and looks like his pal GI Joe,

Soften your image and give this teaset a go.

Helen's been playing alone for a while,

She looks a bit sad and she's lost her sweet smile

But here's a dear party frock trimmed with white rabbit fur,

Next time there's a party I'm sure they'll ask her.

And William can be a serene little chap

But not when he's missed his mid-afternoon nap

So to help him relax and play nicely with chums

Here's a bottle of Prozac and a packet of Tums.

Now which is the John who is fond of a joke?

No, the one with the "H"is more likely the bloke

For pre-selection. A jolly buzzer? Fake pooh? No.

You're more apt to need Art of War by Sun Tsu.

Now the three letter Jon is a serious child

And inclined to throw things about when he's riled.

I know-a great read before he'll sleep

Will be How to Win Friends and Influence People

And our wee Ted is a treasure and so good at sums.

His homework handwriting looks just like his mum's.

But he needs outdoor play, now I wonder would this be

The right thing for him? I believe it's a frisbee.

And Greg is a terribly proper young lad

And really can't stand when the others are bad

And writing on walls makes the boy almost faint.

Here-a distraction-a big tin of paint.

Young Ros got in with the wrong crowd.

They drink too much red cordial, play far too loud,

They rise to a challenge, they think it great fun.

Here's a lovely thick book called The Power of One.

And as for you, there's nothing left in my sack.

Can this mean that there's nothing you lack?

Well, you seem in this job to have such fun

I'll leave you this dream-Cheerio, have to run.

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