Turning Point

See the little brown girl

She's as old as me

She looks just like chocolate

Oh mummy can't you see

We are both in first grade

She sits next to me

I took care of her mum

When she skinned her knee

She sang a song so pretty

On the Jungle Gym

When Jimmy tried to hurt her

I punched him in the chin

Mom, can she come over

To play dolls with me?

We could have such fun mum

Oh mum what'd you say

Why not? oh why not?

Oh. . . I. . . see. . .