Rhyme and Reason

A pen in my right hand, And I am off to la-la land. I’m zipping through the zoo, Or just passing by you! Poetsville is a city to be, There are great big trees. Homes are huge there. Rhyme and reason are pretty fair. Little people dance in the streets, Shuffling their tiny little feet’s! Always a song and always a voice, Lyrics dangle in the breeze by choice. There is always a Rhyme with a Reason, Sprinkling rainbows for the next season! Rain or shine the poet knows how, To turn it around making words that wow. There are deserts and oceans by the shore, You can count them one, two, three and four. It is a rhyme and reason just for being, Right side up with what you are seeing. So off to la-la Land I will be, Just my pen and just me! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2006