Tuesdays
Turquoise trees sway in my dreams
Unicorns fly high with white wings
Emerald dance of the music man
Singing with green guitar in hand
Dainty Donna an artist true blue
Always doing portraits so neon new
You are her subject at the poetry slam
Snapping fingers words sweet peach jam
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