Trixie Playing At Three a M

the rolly chair chance, the pole-y bear prance the zanily, happily, dappily, underwear dance. my muse laugh as she comes up with these lines. Loving the colorfulness of the things that she finds. The holy care rance. The mole-y dare lance….. She is lying on her back flat out, kicking her legs in the air. Trixie, do you think you have gone a bit too far to the left? the sole-y air mance. The grow-ly mare ants. She is laughing too hard to continue. I wait for her to crash and burn. The jole=y share pants. The kole-y jare cants. She is in hysterics now. Done? Doubtful. It is 3:42 a.m. She refuses to let me go back to sleep Until I type this out. Trixie out of all the muses in all the world… the rolly chair chance, the pole-y bear prance the zanily, happily, dappily, underwear dance.