La La Song
Vanilla wonder,
Ice packed delicious slowly dripping from the cone,
Feeding the sidewalk.
Bright brown,
Buzzy eyes small and fragile in tiny realm.
Blonde curly cute,
Hip hop & a jump
Dancing the way home.
Passing the white picket fence,
Seeing the view side other,
Green pasture beauty.
Glaring blind,
Out doing the sunshine blue.
Ms. Susie Doll,
She calls-
Little girl speak in harsh,
"No! We cannot play over there!"
"See! It never rains & the glass grows some how."
"The bigger kids think they are so smart."
"But I know something they don't wanted hear."
"Bull!"
"Make it grassy green!"
"Were better off playing in the sandbox, less messy you see!"
"Ms. Susie Doll, you'll thank me when you grow up."
"Sing the La La Song & dance away, you'll be ahead of them all in the days to
come."
Copyright © Mark Hansen | Year Posted 2006
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