URBAN BALLERINA-
On mine tippy-toes
The door would open shut;
The window was raised down;
On my pinky-toes;
Vertigo had me spinning so;
Simultaneously spinning on ceiling and floor;
Up above my head;
I am a urban ballerina
3/27/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
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