Mrs Generosity
Mrs. Generosity gives me Kleenex, but that’s not good enough.
She offers me pencils, markers, stickers and other school stuff.
Some people do not know her as well as I do. Too bad for them.
She is a friend to me, a cousin, a delight, a wonder and a gem.
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