EDDIE SUCKED A LITTLE STONE
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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