My last meal
Was
Some time
Ago
I’m feeling
Famished,
My energy
Low
Please
Fill me up
With coins I
Beg
Don’t be stingy,
Stop
Pulling my
Leg
I’ve
Heard
Your excuses
Repeatedly
It’s time
To pony up
And feed
Me
Out of My Write Mind 
Nice one Sandy! Poor little piggy what a hungry fellow he must be. Good response to the challenge.
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Thanks, Anne.
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Ha…Tossing a quarter. Think it will hit the slot?
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Yep!
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🙂
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A fun poem!
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Glad it brought a smile!
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