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• Artiste: Andy Burrows
• Titre: The Colour Of My Dreams
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I'm a really rotten reader, the worst in all the class, The sort of rotten reader, that makes you want to laugh, I'm last in all the reading tests, my scores not on the page, When I read to teacher, she gets in such a rage. She says I cannot form my words She says I can't build up And that I don't know phonics And don't know "cat" from "cut" They say than I'm dyslexic That's a word they just found out But when I get some plastacine I know what that's about I make these scary monsters I draw these secret lands I get my hair all sticky And paint all on my hands I make these super models I build these smashing towers They reach up to the ceiling And take me hours and hours She says I cannot form my words She says I can't build up And that I don't know phonics And don't know "cat" from "cut" They say than I'm dyslexic That's a word they just found out But when I get some plastacine I know what that's about I paint these lovely pictures In thick green drippy paint It gets on all the carpert And makes the cleaners faint I build great magic forests Wee bushed out of string And paint pink pandarellos And birds thay really sing She says I cannot form my words She says I can't build up And that I don't know phonics And don't know "cat" from "cut" They say than I'm dyslexic That's a word they just found out But when I get some plastacine I know what that's about I play my world of real believe I play it every day People stand and watch me But don't know what to say They give me diagnostic tests And try out reading schemes But none of them will ever know The colour of my dreams