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Cotton Candy

On Sunday Grandpa bought
a cotton candy for me.
It was so big, so big.
It stretched down my knee!

A bird sat up above,
a cat stretched from the ground,
and soon we all were friends,
with our own yumy sound.

We hid beneath the tree
to eat that giant ball--
a candy made for three--
becoming small and small.

If Grandpa called and called,
I never heard his screams.
We fell asleep that's why,
and had the sweetest dreams!

© 1998 Rosa Clement