Sunday, November 1, 2015

November Chill


In November's
gusty gale
I will flop
my flippy tail
and spout hot soup.
I'll be a whale!
Spouting once
spouting twice
spouting chicken soup
with rice.

a poem from one of my favorite authors
Chicken Soup with Rice ~ A Book of Months
by Maurice Sendak

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