Magic Dust

by loren flynn aged 12

I skimped across the
garden’s ground,
to follow a little sound,
I saw a spark,
and heard a bark,
and saw a bottle of fairy dust.
I opened the lid but I must say,
it was magic all the same,
I had better go and find out what,
but I can say it is magic dust.

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