Old Aunt Sally

On the corner of the street

Next to the Haberdashery shop

Near the newsagents where dad gets his papers

Where I walk with him and skip and hop

There lies old Sally’s Antique shop

That sells all sorts of brick-a-brack

Aunt Sally can sell you anything

She really has the knack

All sorts of wares are on display

Mainly junk it looks to me

But I love when Dad takes us in there

It’s like Aladdin’s Cave you see

Its seems to go back through the shop

For miles and miles to a little one like me

As I walk amongst the things on show

There’s such a lot to see

One day I spied an old Rag Doll

Alongside a Teddy Bear battered and worn

And I asked my dad if I could take them home

Holding teddy’s arm which was badly torn

Brought memories flooding in

Of a child in the war walking the street

Holding him by the arm

I wonder what happened to that child

For now in my toy room he will go

And I will make him a coat

Fill the holes with stuffing

Because I really love him

That’s a fact I thank my dad

But late that night I was half a sleep

I swore he was singing

And moved but the song I never knew

I tried to tell dad

But he said what a strange imagination you have

Over the days when I went out to play

I visited the haberdashery to say

Do you know were the bear came from

Aunt Sally I asked but she was wondering where my dad was

All she could tell me was

It belonged to the boy in a great big house

But he had been killed in the war

And the song I heard was his favourit as a child

So on this day I plucked up the courage

And knocked on the door

There stood a man ten feet tall

Hello can I help you he said

So I explained but when he saw my teddy tears ran down his cheek

Little girl you are so sweet

Christopher loved this bear

Like pooh did his honey he would not part from it

For love or money

But on the day he got killed

I couldn’t stand to see it

So in Aunt Sally’s shop it has been buried

And now a young girl has made him like new

I’m so pleased for you

You can bring him in for tea

But did you know he sings

But like magic he stops

Because grown ups can’t hear

Just special children with a gift

Did you buy the rag doll as well?

Be carful she has magic powers

You see my son was a magician

With magic spells

He would play for hours

With his talking friends some alive some dead

So be careful when you wish

It will sometimes come true