Fireworks of Polka Dots
Twirling in a sea of polka dots
Blinded by a million zillion watts
He sees before him blinking spots
And there a field of forget-me-nots
A parading unicorn proudly trots
Leading a caravan of baby ocelots
Prancing through a hundred jolly tots
While exploding fireworks burst in shots
The evil queen she rots she squats
As her malefic revenge she plots
While he leisurely plays casino slots
His stomach churns all in knots
You see he has for you the hots
He’ll go he has his choice of yachts
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on January 8, 2019 for contest POLKA DOTS sponsored by EDWARD IBEH - RANKED 2ND
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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