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Is it a house of seven short men,
Or is it a home to a little red hen?
Is it a young boy made out of wood,
Or is it a fairy who wants to do good?
Is it a crone with apples to sell,
Or is it a prince disguised by a spell?
Is it a pig, with a soft pink nose,
Or is it a wolf with hairy toes?
Knock on the door, that is if you dare,
To find out for sure, who really lives there.
Or is it a home to a little red hen?
Is it a young boy made out of wood,
Or is it a fairy who wants to do good?
Is it a crone with apples to sell,
Or is it a prince disguised by a spell?
Is it a pig, with a soft pink nose,
Or is it a wolf with hairy toes?
Knock on the door, that is if you dare,
To find out for sure, who really lives there.
Poem & image ©Katherine Lynas 2015
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