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Susies shells đź’•

Susies shells đź’•

She sells her shells to a seaside shop

She keeps some shells for herself

She polishes and paints them pretty colours and places some on a shelf..

She picked those shells from the sandy shore all buried on a beach

She saw some seagulls duck and dive whilst squawking with a screech..

Susie sells her seaside shells on her market stall and displays them on a little wall

Peter came to Susies stall and asked her what she had to sell

She pointed the to all of them on the ledge upon the wall and then Peter picked out a shell..

He put this silver shell to his ear and listened to the sea

But out popped a scallop from his haven he wanted to be free...

So peter caught the scallop and he put it in a pot

He couldn’t wait to show Susie at her stall exactly what he’d got..

Well Susie studied that strange creature to see if it was still alive

She put it in a seaside shell to see if it would survive..

The little lively scallop wriggled right into the shell

It snuggled deep within it’s case to hide away so well..

So Susie took Peter’s hand and strolled down to the sea

She placed the shell inside Peter’s pot and let that scallop flee..

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Gwendoline

This was lovely to read Jill. It took me back to being a child. We use to recite a rhyme called “She Sells Seashells” I think you captured that almost tongue tangled rhyming :) Lovely xxx ❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you my lil Chickadee “She sells seashells on the seashore!!”❤️🌹❤️

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