Wheelchair
Wheels roll
On to greet
Dawn and fawn! Jays
Blue without
Masks mock
At
Rainbow chromed
Tanagers, rose-plumed
Gros-beaks, yellow orioles, red
Bulbuls in glory at my own yard:
A-N-I-M-A-L-I-A, TAKEN BY
the token, my bard: adorbs lad had 6
mints in his hand, unbarred senses
5 - hummed 'Hi sister! RINGMASTER
with his 4 pups will come to fix
Aweful chaps with whacks of whips
Yahoooo! Rockie, Jockie, MAN-kEY
And Don-key are on the way! We're
On the xxxxxxxxxxx roll-buz
Here we xxxxxxxxxx go to
Circus biz xxxxxxxxxx EUREKA
With dance xxxxxx disco!
Back at xxxxxx home life's
Reverse! It's dad's turn to write on this kid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one