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With pigtails she looks like any other,
and though she may weigh no more than a feather,
she has the whole world snuggly fit
between two bedazzled ears.
She laughs like a jack-in-the-box,
but it's really no surprise.
It's the TV shows that get her rolling.
There's no Teletubbies from la-la land,
and no Dora exploring the boundaries of
pushing Espanol into all the tommies and susies.
She has a ball listening to Lucille's antics,
but it's Ricardo that sets her heart ablaze.
I flip through the channels to find something more current,
but then... wait.
Here comes the rain...
No, not pennies (like her favorite Sinatra song),
just big fat drops of salt water
to melt any heart of ice.
I gotta admit though the whole spectrum isn't needed
for she brings a splash of color
to the old fashioned black and white.
"We should've gave her a more classy name
like Dorothy or Agnis. Britney just doesn't fit her", said I.
"She's perfect the way she is", said the older of the two roses.
"Look dad! This is a brand new one!"
I couldn't tell her the show has been canceled for decades.
And you might you call me a bad father for leaving her in complete ignorance.
Then again you've never seen those puppy dog eyes.