Honey Doo
I love soft green honeydew melon hues
I hate tear soaked soggy bathroom tissues
I must be heard each day with my voice so loud
Or somewhat overlooked via my head relentlessly in a cloud
I don't ride on two wheel bikes or 18 wheeler semi trucks
I simply move on two feet and two hands and run a muck
I am not a muck maker, however if I try to be careful I fail
I try to be smooth in my travels but simply derail
Choo choo, huff and puff this away
Type the morning mist away
Spring into summer today
The sun is shining the weather is cool
And messed through the dawn I am a renew and honey dew
Green sweet honey doo
-Jess
Copyright © Jessica Saltzer | Year Posted 2010
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