Coconut McBean loves color and begins to feel sad that she isn't as bright and beaming as the world around her. Will Coconut find the "color machine" so she can change or will she be happy as she is?
You have so much power and potential flourishing through your bones and in your palm you hold the pen and you have the ability to write your own destiny. So do it.
Once upon a time there was a boy who really loved all the stories his Granny used to tell him.
If you follow your nose, you don't know where it might take you!
This is filled with little 19-word poems. The Title itself has 19 syllables.
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