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no Tonka trucks
in his treasure chest—
he traded them in
for a Black Widow slingshot
summertime at the cottage
he slips between
the hands of parents
runs down to the pond
watches lily pads
collects stones
bull’s-eye: he shot a rock
across the pond—the frog
opened its mouth
taking it
for a dragonfly
by Clara Blackwood
from: Under the Dragon's Tail, ©2002
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