Logan dictated this poem and asked that it be posted where Grandmas’, and anyone could read it.   She’s also taking a copy to school tomorrow to show Mrs Marooney.

The World Is Round

By Logan Genevieve Jacob-Nanci-Stonering, age 8

The world is always round

Round round round

The world is always round

Round round round round

With a hill over here

And a hill over there

A mountain over there

And a crack right here

It may be sandy it may not

But the world is always

Round round round

With a tree sticking up over here

And a bush there

The world is always round

Round round round

The world world world

Is always round

With a ditch down here

And a hill up here

The world is always

Round round round

No matter what’s on it

The world will stay

Round round round

Where there is sand

It is sandy

But the world is round

Where the sand

The sand is hard to dig in

The sand is hard to grow in

A house may stick up

A house may not

Snowy or not

Sunny or not

But the world is always

Round round round

The world is round like a ball

It looks flat to us

But it is round

When you and I walk on it

It looks so flat

The only way the flatness is stopped

Is a hill or a bush or a tree or a stump

But no matter where you are

The world is always round

It may look flat

But it’s always round

There may be a pool

Or a river

That’s hard to get across

But there is always something

Wrong and right about the world

Cause when it is round it’s never flat

Flat flat flat

Because the world is always round

It may look flat to you and me

But the world is always round

Round round

There may be a compost pile over here or there

But that helps the world to be

Round round round

The world is round.

The End

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