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Polly Lopps
By Elizabeth Bushey

Polly Lopps loves lollipops.
Do you know what else she likes?
The eiderdown that makes no sound
In her pillowcase at night.
Polly Lopps loves lemon drops
You know what else she likes?
The orange glow from the flashlight bulb
Underneath her quilt at night.
Polly Lopps loves raw pea pods
You know what else she likes?
The finger-feel as her pages peel
When she turns them, late at night.
Polly Lopps loves lots and lots
Of things that we all need.
The things we all can’t live without:
To eat, to sleep, to read.
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