My Hands
My hands are full of sandwich,
Smell of peanut butter, too.
Is that bite of grape jelly
Shirt worn by little ole you?
My hands have finished eating.
Shirt has been sponged almost clean.
My face has sticky substance,
It is tasty, and it’s green.
My hands have done some damage
To the peanut butter pie.
I see a theme I like here,
I guess it is time to buy.
My hands have some prettiness,
My hands have shown me the way.
My hands have held some babies,
And learned many kinds of play.
My hands have done writing,
My hands have pointed out,
Some things I did not know,
But now I have no doubt.
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