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A quarter in my pocket.
A craving to cool my tongue.
Aha! I'll put it in my mouth,
And spin around, how fun.
Then Papa called the doctor,
And off we went to see,
If someone could pull out that coin,
Cause it was inside of me.
I took a ride in an ambulance,
Papa and Casey followed behind.
Then the doctor took a big long tube,
And down my throat did glide.
Now, I'm home and happy,
The quarter placed in a jar.
Oh, my goodness! What a day,
That quarter sure traveled far.
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Joyce Rapier
authorsden.com/joycelrapier
(Wonderfully written, Lynn!)
Victoria
from these experiences. Nice job.