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Good morning, all. Up a bit early today, but I wrote another PBK poem....[[|:-) The Fickle Sickle The fickle sickle, Is worth less than a nickel, Built softer than a pickle, And only good for a tickle. It won’t even reap what you sow, It would get more use as a bow, Your crop will just continue to grow, It’s rather pathetic, we know. It won’t harvest your grain, It’s design is quite plain, Using it is simply a pain, Nothing to do but complain.
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Trying to picture a Shel Silverstein illustration with this ...
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Chris Grey21d
Where the Sidewalk Ends is one of my all time favorites! A colored version of that kind of art style would be perfect for Pocketbooks for Kids....[[|:-)