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I found this old poem on a card in my box of teacher stuff recently.  Thought you all might enjoy it. 

 

My dad gave me one dollar bill

'Cause I'm his smartest son,

And I swapped it for two shiny quarters

'Cause two is more than one!


And then I took the quarters

And traded them to Lou

For three dimes -- I guess he don't know 

That three is more than two!


Just then, along came old blind Bates

And just 'cause he can't see

 He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,

And four is more than three!

 

And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs

Down at the seed-feed store,

And the fool gave me five pennies for them,

And five is more than four!

 

And then I went and showed my dad,

And he got red in the cheeks

And closed his eyes and shook his head --

Too proud of me to speak!

 

Shel Silverstein  

Where the Sidewalk Ends

 Harper Collins, 1974


 

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