Polka Dots Forevermore
Polka dots on the table
Polka dots on the floor,
Polka dots on my toilet.
Polka dots forevermore.
A rut you say?
How little you know.
They’re on my underwear
Where they sometimes grow.
Polka dots for everyone
No limits I say.
Polka dotted cat?
Sure, she’s mine. Her name is Fay.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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