The Needs And Wants Of A 3 Year Old

Poem By M. Rose Davis

Mommy, do you have my purple wings?
Your purple wings?
Yes Mommy my purple wings,
I need them.
No my dear,
You don’t have purple wings.
Can you make me purple wings, Mommy?
Sure honey, but why do you need them?
I need my purple wings to fly to the sky,
Cause I want to catch me a helicopter.

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Professor Martext requires for his annotated edition, to know, why purple?

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