Pink Penelope
Pink Penelope Porcupine,
Never had a dime.
Often went to bed,
Without a shred of bread!
Until one day,
She found a way.
Renting out her spikes you see,
To earn a living,
While always giving,
To the community.
They loved to roast marsh mellows,
And Pink Penelope porcupine,
Rented hers out,
Four for a dime.
Today people say,
"Pink Penelope porcupine,
Always has a dime!
She is tucked into bed,
With bread and a spread!"
Copyright © Kim Stone | Year Posted 2023
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