Starkle Starkle Little Twink

Starkle, Starkle Little Twink Starkle, starkle little twink what the hell you are, I think tantalizing hanging moon rocking chair or empty spoon. Twinkle, twinkle, ain’t you cute glitter on night’s darkest suit, jewels upon an evening’s gown tiara mate to kingly crown. Needle point of heaven’s face pinholes poked in deepest space eyes that watch us from afar twinkle, twinkle, little star. submitted to – Twinkle Twinkle Little Star – contest sponsor – Kelly Deschler