How I wish I owned a little glass salt pot
How I wish I owned a little glass salt pot
With candy pink salt
Where button flowers grow
They need no water to grow
They do not burn in the thick ice snow
They will never whither
They will always bloom
As I look to the material sky
I see a beautiful button moon
With sparkling sequin stars
We all drive different coloured button cars
With zips as roads
Potholes of buttonholes
The grass is sewn with strands of cotton
Every house is made with patterned patchwork
With tall button trees
I am the rag doll that lives in button town
How I wish I owned a little glass salt pot
With candy pink salt
Where button flowers grow
Toria
13/3/2022
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