Grandfather Sleeping

In the story I said,

“The lion purred like a cat,”

and all the children purred.

In the story I said,

“The lion sounded like

your grandfather when he’s sleeping.”

And all the children snored.

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About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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