Thursday, April 8, 2010

A POEM FOR ANNA


Colored cotton candy clouds

dance for me I beg you now.


staring out the plane I see,

a rabbit running beckons me.


open wide and come inside,

less you be consumed by the upside down chicken that lay beside.


Yes, an upside chicken Anna dare she say,

up, up, up, high above the clouds I think I'll stay.


for it's colored cotton candy clouds I see,

now won't you join me in my creed.




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