Life At the Top
My life as a fairy is bleak;
I'm sitting aloft on a peak!
The room is too airy
And altitude's scary.
I’ve not had a leak for a week!
My bladder is feeling the strain.
I’m waving my wand but in vain.
The needles are prickly,
My derrière's tickly
And blinking lights drive me insane.
syllable count : 8 8 6 6 8 8 8 6 6 8
30/11/18 edited final version
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Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2018
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