A penny, a penny small, a penny round!
Why do you bend your eyes upon the ground?
Magical things that leap and frisk
Are conjured up by that copper disk.
Toss it into the green lagoon;
It rises in the round, yellow moon.
Throw it into the cleft yew tree;
The woodcutter finds a treasury.
Spin it on an oak table top;
And skipping lines of rabbits hop.
Boll it under the coach of the bride;
Luck goes over the country side.
Ring it that children’s feet may sing
Round barrel organs capering.
Cheaper than silver, dearer than gold.
Thistledown light, yet hard to hold.
A penny, a penny small, a penny gay!
Why do you turn your dancing eyes away?
(Laura Benet)
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