I’ve got a nickel,
I’ll share it with you.
I’ve got a pickle,
I’ll split it with you.
I have a snow cone and sweet lemonade,
Come dream with me in the cool summer shade.
I have a bicycle,
I’ll give you a ride.
I have a Popsicle,
I’ll give you one side.
But I can’t talk to strangers.
Or cross the street.
And I can’t go out in my little bare feet.
"Okay, I'm ready for the spotlight."
Poem ©1980-2005 by Paul Nichols
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