our new activity director
she was a dancing spirit
queen of joy
she entered the game room like a tornado
whirling with enthusiasm
none of us was younger than seventy-two
I know
because I am the baby resident
in this old people jail
she has pink hair! Gladys said
Gladys has never lived up to any part of her name
I was intrigued
What was this beauty doing here?
I am your new activity director, pink princess said
Happy days!
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