Wilson Lucille
Lucille was a whale,
A really big deal.
She had gone to a whale finishing school.
Graduated to a really silly pool,
That made her feel such a fool.
Lucille had a doctorate in water you see,
And planned her escape to a much larger lake.
Took a bath in a bubbly leaf tub.
Ate all the bubbles,
Ate all the leaves,
Grew much bigger than she could please.
The tub scooted along on three sets of wheels,
To a tide that pushed the tub aside.
Lucille landed on a slide,
...down the drain,
...out in the rain,
...across the street,
...past pairs of feet.
Off to the sea where she could be free.
Copyright © Kim Stone | Year Posted 2022
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