A Dream
A Dream
Poem
'Twas such a big pie that I knew
It wasn't really truly true;
It was so high and round and deep,
I knew at once I was asleep;
For pies are never made that way
In day!
A lion soon came rushing by,
And gobbled up that great big pie,
I'm glad now 'twas a dream, aren't you?
Or else I'd have been eaten, too!
Notes
Written by Annette Wynne.
Thanks and Acknowledgements
Image composed by Mama Lisa.
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