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P. 5
Put on your Thinking Cap!
Sophia couldn’t think of what to bring
To a party on the first day of spring;
Arrive empty-handed? That she dreaded—
Oh, what a time to be empty-headed!
“I do not have a single idea!
My mind is a blank,” declared Sophia;
“I’m all dressed up with somewhere to go,
But I can’t show up with nothing to show.”
And what did worry do? Just make her late:
She’d have to hurry now to make her date!
Stymied Sophia’s feet then fairly flew
Down an old street of shops she barely knew.
