040210a Rush Hour Princess Poem by Manonton Dalan
040210a Rush Hour Princess
in her giant lily parasol
against the sun's broil
muster a sweetest grin
lifting souls to an uplane
little hands wrap on handle
sure tight from wind trouble
clicks of cameras; friendly
keep walking looking pretty
never losing a happy face
pointing shoes in temp-pace
opening door have taken show
let go an arm to give kiss a blow
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