The magic penny was so magic that it shone like new. So magic, in fact, that it jumped in and out of magic purses all by itself. When the magic penny jangled with all the other thruppences and sixpences, the noise it made was a musical tune - so magically musical, in fact, that it made the five pounds notes dance and could be heard all over the town. It's high notes made all the leaves fall off the trees and apples roll to the ground. It's high notes made the leaves on the trees shake and the apples roll to the ground. If the magic penny got lost, it found it's own way home again, it was so magic that even though it fell in a puddle along with the other brass pennies and soon became rusty and dull, the magic penny shone like new. It glistened in the summer sun and glowed in the dark. The magic penny was so magic that it was like the tenth planet - as bright as the moon. When other coins were being tossed and landed either on heads or tails, the magic penny was so magic that it landed on both and could flip over ... and over ... and over again all at the same time. The magic penny was so magic that it could buy anything and everything. Cut price. A pound of apples, two dozen eggs, a pint of milk, three slices of ham a packet of biscuits and a loaf of bread. The shopping list was endless. The magic penny bought it all in one go. The magic penny was so magic that it rolled around in the supermarket without stopping ... so magic that it knocked over a whole pile of baked bean tins - but luckily, the magic penny was so magic that it magicked them back again - all neat and tidy in a line. The magic penny was so magic that it could be used as a magic roundabout, a sun - dial, a silver platter. The magic penny was so magic that it shone like new. Magic.
© Jacqueline Richards 2005
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