
Coins tinkled in the Simpson’s pot
To the echo of the metal clang
Until denseness from piled coins
And greenbacks, filled the kettle
Brass bands played into the night
As souls were grateful to give back
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And there you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story – well poem – for this week to the prompt word of “Kettle” Would you like to join or take a look at the stories? Check it all out on Girlie on The Edge’s Blog