poem

Doggerel: to a toy car

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Sparkle, sparkle new toy car,
How shiny, bright and fast you are!
Mummy says I must not lick,
If I do I will be sick.
But you're sweet, you're oh so tasty,

A sonnet for the Boy, the Car and the Curator

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An old and painted convertible car
Displayed in a magical autobus
Who would think the car would get this far
Causing karaoke and lots of buzz

Henry King

Your name: 
Natasha McEnroe
Entry: 

Henry King

The Chief Defect of Henry King
Was chewing little bits of String.
At last he swallowed some which tied
Itself in ugly Knots inside.

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