EDDIE SUCKED A LITTLE STONE

 

A mountain of a bubble

 

Eddie sucked a little stone

He thought it was a sweet.

His brother gave it to him

As a special treat.

 

He rolled the pebble round and round

On his purple tongue.*

Then crunched and munched until his molars

Mashed it into gum.

 

He chomped and chewed and then he blew

A mountain of a bubble.

And when it popped his brother lay

Beneath a pile of rubble.

 

* He had just scoffed a packet of blackcurrant pastilles.

 

© Clive PiG

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