For Sale

That is the name of the poem that Justin recited for his class.  During this year he has to recite 4 poems.  I suggested a poem by Robert Frost, but he choose a poem by Shel Silverstein.

 

One sister for sale

One sister for sale

One crying and spying young sister for sale

I’m really not kidding

So who’ll start the bidding

Do I hear a dollar

A nickle

A penny

Oh isn’t there, isn’t there, isn’t there any

One kid who will buy this old sister for sale

This crying and spying young sister for sale.

 

Can you feel the love in my house.

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