Fast Jack
Jack didn't check
He didn't notice
His chest was not a basket
He didn't have to hold
Feelings that were too heavy
His only uncle was a big bad wolf
So Jack had to be fast
Jack also prayed
And he finally found this place
Here he can play with things his age
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The House of Ten Thousand Orphans: very small poems of hope
PoetryThe proposal is to write many very short stories (of hope) in the form of poetry (with 5 to 10 lines each) about some people who live in a special place, a magical place called The House of Ten Thousand Orphans. COMPLETE
