Irene Boxes Up her Mess
Irene boxed it all up and took it outside.
There were five thousand one hundred and twenty-five boxes.
If you sort one box every day, you will have this sorted in no time.
Irene was a mathematician.
She divided it out.
If she sorted one box a day
It would take her fourteen years to sort it all out.
She went back inside and got a match.
The fire burned for three days
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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