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Even Watermelons Can Be Magical

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A WATERMELON CINQUAIN

Seedy,
but so juicy!
Sun shines on the picknick..
I spit the seeds at my sister.
I grin.


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MY MAGIC RING

When I was a little boy, about a half century ago, I was digging a hole in the back yard, under the catalpa tree.  I hit a rock with my little shovel and had to spend about an hour getting it out of the way so I could continue with my digging; at the time it seemed like an hour.  When I finally tugged out the rock, there, at the bottom of the hole was a ring.  It was just a simple gold band, but I was sure it was precious.  I showed it to my mother and she explained to me:  "You're such a lucky boy.  This is definitely a magic ring.  See how it's such a perfect circle?  See how it glows?  And besides that, every ring that is ever found in a hole under a catalpa tree, under a rock, is magic!"  I put the ring away in my treasure box and dreamed about all the amazing things I would be able to do with my magic ring.

Time went by.  I forgot about my magic ring.  My life didn't turn out the way I had planned.  I was living in the city.  Living in my car.  All my possessions in the trunk.  I was down to a pocketful of change.  Not enough to buy a bottle.  I needed a drink bad.  My hands were shaking.  I don't know why, but I thought about my old treasure box and my magic ring.
I hadn't thought about that in so long.  Maybe it was in my trunk.  Maybe I could pawn something for enough to by a bottle.  I found the box and when I opened it my Magic Ring glowed!  I had difficulty taking it out of the box, my hands were shaking so.  I thought surely this would keep me in liquor for a while.  I really wanted my hands to stop shaking.  When I found a pawn shop, before going in I took the ring out of my pocket.  My hand was still shaking so much that I dropped it.  It rolled behind me.

"Hey mister, you dropped this."  When I turned around she was holding my Magic Ring.  Her name was Julie.  She was 19.  She had long brown, curly hair and beautiful brown eyes.  She was wearing a cowboy hat.  She was smiling at me, in spite of the way I looked.  I asked her to keep it and she put it on her finger.  That's when I magically came to life.