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Starfish | ||
| At the bottom of the sea Lies a starfish large and red. He is waiting there for me Trying to look as if he's dead. Gently I will lift him high To admire his spines so bold. He will squirt me ere he's dry With his story to be told. People come to gawk and stare At this creature from the sea. Then I put him back with care, Right where he is meant to be. | ||
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