Friday, October 7, 2011

A Poetry Recital

Kyla and Piper memorize a poem every month at preschool.  This one is:

The Goldfish

My darling little goldfish

Hasn’t any toes;

He swims around without a sound

And bumps his hungry nose.

He can’t get out to play with me,

Nor I get in to him,

Although I say, “Come out and play”,

And he—“come in and swim”.

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