Thursday, April 12, 2012

Twirly, Whirly, Girly

This poem was composed and dictated by Tara Jackson on or about the third of April, 2012 while waiting for the results of her allergy prick test (no allergies).

She twirls and she whirls,
     and she never stops.
She can do what she do,
     and say don't say.

She makes the sun dizzy,
     and the moon too.

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Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
I am a forty-something mom of two girls, an architect by profession and an avid sci-fi and My Little Pony fan. I love to cook, but only occasionally and am in the middle of rediscovering my heritage through food.