Upsy Downsy Gemini Queen
Uh-oh the upsy-downsy-queen is on a tear
Her flowered skirt is blowing in the northern air
Standing on an oak limb, on maniacal cousin’s dare
She forces a regal decree into a queen’s avid declare.
Is she on meds or off? Asks the spotted dotted clown.
Don’t make her mad I say, you don’t want to see her jump down.
Gemini queen on meds is laughing with a crazed hyena’s frown
Squirrel practices “shut up” as she paints her acorns a glorious brown.
Frankly says a boring subject, the young queen’s exuberance is the glue
That keeps the sedate king from running home to his mama in Kalamazoo.
Queen mis-yells a Mama Cass Song, entertaining us as only she can do.
I am so glad he went north for his bride says my looney cousin, Little Lou
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