Room To Shake My Tambourine
Room to shake my tambourine
That’s all I ask, and a space to dance
And twirl my scarves and entice you to pay
A corner to read your palm and collect silver
A tiny nook to park tarot and runes
Most of all a place to shake my bracelets
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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