Helen was in the sandpit
making sandcastles
with the ***** yellow sand.
Benedict was sitting
on the low wall
staring into space.
Buckley said girls didn't have
the same as boys;
said his sister hadn't
when he saw her bath time.
Aren't you going
to make sandcastles?
Helen said.
He looked at her
and her sandy hands.
Guess I can,
he said,
getting down
from the wall.
She offered him
a small blue *****
and small bucket.
Wonder if they have?
Buckley could have
been telling fibs.
I have made
three sandcastles,
she said,
the sand is damp
after yesterday's rain.
He shovelled sand
into the bucket.
A woman with her daughter
was in the sandpit
making sandcastles.
He looked at her.
He wondered if she.
Don't trust Buckley.
That time he said he saw
his parents playing games
when he went to their room
for a glass of water one night.
Benedict made
two sandcastles
and joined them up
to Helen's three.
Our big castle,
she said excitedly.
Girls must have
he mused moodily.
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Helen was in the sandpit
making sandcastles
with the ***** yellow sand.
Benedict was sitting
on the low wall
staring into space.
Buckley said girls didn't have
the same as boys;
said his sister hadn't
when he saw her bath time.
Aren't you going
to make sandcastles?
Helen said.
He looked at her
and her sandy hands.
Guess I can,
he said,
getting down
from the wall.
She offered him
a small blue *****
and small bucket.
Wonder if they have?
Buckley could have
been telling fibs.
I have made
three sandcastles,
she said,
the sand is damp
after yesterday's rain.
He shovelled sand
into the bucket.
A woman with her daughter
was in the sandpit
making sandcastles.
He looked at her.
He wondered if she.
Don't trust Buckley.
That time he said he saw
his parents playing games
when he went to their room
for a glass of water one night.
Benedict made
two sandcastles
and joined them up
to Helen's three.
Our big castle,
she said excitedly.
Girls must have
he mused moodily.
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