Rocky Hoard
Hunting hard
On his knees
Smooth black stone
Shown with glee
Rough gray rocks
Tiny bones
Small hand grips
Happy tones
White gray stone
Marble chip
Sings a song
As he skips
Yellow stone
Part of sun
Giggles spill
Having fun
Stones with stars
Sparkles bright
Small eyes glint
With delight
Black white stripes
Zebra rock
Now it's time
To take stock
Fingers count
Rocky hoard
Small green box
Stones are stored
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