It Is a Hoe Down
It is a hoe down the fly told the titmouse
Where though? I only see one house
It’s invisible, but there are clues, I think.
It’s under a mushroom whose inside is all pink.
They searched together, but never found the party.
I’ve got an idea said the titmouse, whose name was Hearty.
Let’s host our own party and invite the fey and fireflies bright.
Great idea! The testy fly said, “This plan feels just right!”
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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