the cotton children | By: sybil | | Category: Short Story - Adventure Bookmark and Share

the cotton children

The cotton children

live in the fields and pick cotton

Their bleek hands weaving in and out of the cotton

their pockets are empty

and their heads are bare

I aint got no hope

aint got no sorrrow

if you kick me out there be no tomorrow

see if you can


the cotton children are lonely

they come from the planet mars

and live on peanuts

they are as small as a needles eye

and as big as a jumper

they can pave their way behide the sheeves

just to see us big fragarant flowers

see you


I dont understand why the cotton children like chocolate

because they live in the sky so hazel

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