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Pink Feathers

Summer Song…




I Was Just Thinking…

 
beach
 

There’s sand in my sandwich,

Sand on my head,

Sand wedged in places

Best left unsaid.

Only the beach

Could pull off such a caper:

I came smooth as silk

And went home as sandpaper!

 
sand

 

By: The Whimsical Writer/Mom/Library Lady, Ruth Lee

 

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