The five year olds have learnt a new poem today, it's called:
I'm the ghost of Sam McGee
I'm the ghost of Sam Mc Gee.
I walk the strees from 10 till 3.
All the little children are afraid of me.
Cause I'm the ghost of Sam Mc Gee.
It was taught to me my grandad Tom when I was about five myself.
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