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Stone Soup Magazine Poems
Poetry and verse from young voices
There once was a mouse
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In the African sun there was a lion
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afternoon turns to evening
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I wake up to the sound of music, a tiny fluttering sound
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My feet sunk into the soft sand.
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Cleaning yourself
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New Spanish moss was my bed
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Curled on the dining room table
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