Am I Not Pretty Enough
I wash up on a beach
Feeling weird as I am no longer moving
A child walks past
I feel optimistic
until it has been many children
all walking past
Am I not pretty? I wonder
You are pretty enough, another seashell says
I was pretty enough too.
Never give up on yourself.
I wait patiently
and wait
and wait
and wait
and
Wait! Why not me? I yell after a small boy.
Finally a psychic boy!
He comes back and grabs me up
Stuffs me into his pocket.
Where are we going? I ask another shell.
An adventure called a button factory.
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