A Battered Coin

he lost his value
battered and bruised
lying wasted in a laneway

she saw him
and was so happy
to pick him up
and make him
her luck penny

he hated to be soaked
in vinegar and salt
she scrubbed him shining
he became her treasure

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Cassa Bassa

๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfitย child ๐Ÿ˜Š

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