by Anani Schauermann
Once upon a time there lived a money jar. Its home was a nice wood shelf in the dining room. He sat next to his friends the pencil bucket and the cloth doll. Over him was Miss Teapot and Fake Fruit Holder. One day the lady that owned him took all of the money out of him and he was free.
Well, now I'm curious to know what he did with his freedom! That sounds very liberating indeed!
ReplyDeleteHe just got filled up again. Anani
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