Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

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.

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Jeanne Mcgee September 17, 2019 at 1:36 PM a laughing, glancing dancing prance you had me in after reading this. Caren Krutsinger September 18, 2019 at 6:13 AM I am so glad. It is great to think of people prancing, dancing and glancing!

Gershon Wolf September 16, 2019 at 9:10 AM Absolutely insanity, in a nice, creative way. :) gw Caren Krutsinger September 17, 2019 at 7:31 AM I was in the mood of letting her do her thing as she flung words around in the air, into my hair, and all over the place.

Jan Allison September 16, 2019 at 7:15 AM lol Caren, I wish I could clone Trixie as she is amazing at coming up with fabulous fun poetry!:-) hugs jan xx Caren Krutsinger September 16, 2019 at 7:33 AM She has two assistants now, but refuses to let me meet them or give them names.