Teal Is a Brilliant Inventor
Teal’s concoction is mannequin madness, grandpa said.
He thought new inventions were whacked in the head.
I thought it was genius, because my cousin Teal is bright.
Her ideas are spectacular, her brilliance is more than all right.
In my grandparents’ living room were new mannequins now.
They had been turned into lamps. I could not stop saying “Wow!”
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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