Me, The Inspecter and I The singing inspector came last week. I was absolutely horrible, we had to do doh ray me fah and tata tete things. Then of course the singing, he called Charles and Benny up first. They looked so frightened to stand up infront. But they didn't know any songs, Mr Ramond was pointing his stick in the rithem of a modelator. They didn't even know the Blue Bells of scotland or minstrel Boy. The inspector got cross and shouted " What can you sing!". Just sing anything. Charles said in a weak voice " We can sing Pretty Polly". Mr Ramen shouted "Then sing it!". They began to sing, it was horrible singing. Charles sang Pretty Polly pretty poly whats whats oclock whats oclock in a low sort of voice and Benny who is very long sang pretty poly pretty poly in a high kind of squeaking voice because of being afraid and all of us wanted to laugh but being too frightend to laugh and then in the middle of the verse they both stopped just a...
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