Butterfly Dreams-Nursery Rhyme
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There was an old woman, who lived in town,
She had seven cats, all of whom wore frowns,
When crimson butterflies left, each sundown,
Off to their sweet dreams, in the thistledown.
Much more fun to run in sun and green grass,
Then going to bed, with pearl moon, at last;
But, in puss dreams, butterflies made a splash,
They were all colors flying, while cats dashed!
Written on 2/22/2023
For: Nursery Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2023
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