a little magnetic fridge poetry

Martin left this haiku on the fridge this morning from the large magnetic poetry:

What a slow moon
draws us to water
small yellow flower

Then my niece Anna wrote this one later that morning:

A small yellow book
is up in my flower-dream
girl reads all day

Tonight I found (I think by Elspeth):

ask her to go out slow dancing the boy said

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We'll have to keep an eye on that girl.