Kid’s Poems, a new batch

sweep, sweep,
sweep, sweep,
more dust than
any broom can handle

little drone
little drone
enchanted with flying
and won’t come down

the donkey
is just as stubborn
for the priest
as the stable boy

Poor Alice
little to play with
but rabbit holes
and looking glasses!

I love my house
it has legs
and a leash
to walk each day
“Hello and hi”
say passer-bys
“How’s your house
doing today?”
We circle the block
We play in the park,
I stop at the grocery
it waits by the door.
We walk back home
under evening skies

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