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carolkelley (not verified)

4 years 10 months ago

I am reminded of the poem "The Butterbean Tent" from my childhood.

All through the garden I went and went,
and walked in under the butterbean tent.

The poles leaned up like a good teepee
And made a nice little house for me.

I had a hard, brown clod for a seat,
And all outside was a cool, green street.

A little green worm and a butterfly
And a cricket-like thing that could hop went by.

Hidden away there are flocks and flocks
Of bugs that could go like little clocks.

Such a good day it was when I spent
A long, long while in the butterbean tent.
Elizabeth Madox Roberts

I loved that you showed a little kid in the bean tent!

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