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Along the Shiny Shore Original story by Blanche Boshiski
Often I go to the With and my hoes, And try to cover up with sand From my to my toes. Along the , I hunt for . Some are shaped so flat. Other are sharp and thin.
Some are short and fat. Lots of times I shed my And run along the Or find a little shady spot And watch the clouds soar. When evening comes and grow, I watch the cargo
That carry , , and On great, long trips. How I love the shiny sea Where and meet land and Where feet can run along The ripply, shiny sand.