Where Are We Dining
cucumber sandwiches
lettuce on the half leaf
rosy red radishes fresh from the ground!
Sounds scrumptious, says Peter.
Where are we dining?
His sisters giggle.
“Mr. McGregor’s Garden.
Peter rolls his eyes.
He has been fooled by Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail before.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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