A Sunday Afternoon
A Sunday Afternoon Ruby McKie A Sunday afternoon At my grandma’s kitchen table As she retells me her memories From her youth in Jamaica Youngest
A Sunday Afternoon Ruby McKie A Sunday afternoon At my grandma’s kitchen table As she retells me her memories From her youth in Jamaica Youngest
Love Ruby Mckie Love to me is memories, Dancing like idiots with my best friends, the Polaroids up on my wall of the people I
At the Seaside Ruby McKie (Walsall) Aqua waves, golden sand, At the seaside. Blue sky, shining sun, At the seaside. Cold ice-cream, salty
Snoring Ruby McKie (Walsall) Mom makes a grunting sound, Like a pig that weighs a pound. Grandmother makes a sniffling grunt, Taking after her
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