This castle is magic
Come inside to explore
But you must be small
To fit in the door
Keep off the grass
Stay on the path
No matter how tempting
Please do not snack
Invitation is clear
I relish little dears
I’ve had many today
But they’ve gone away
Now I’ll just wipe my chin
And then you can come in.
The Bag Lady 
Oops! Beware! Great poem Cheryl.
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I can hear the screams
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Yikes
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I love this poem……it reminds me of a nursey rhyme! so well done!
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