Melodie to loves to hear the saxophone
she listens to it on her way home.
Sitting next to the sax player on the subway
she is happy inside and is very gay.
She does not want to leave at all
even though she is quite small.
Humans across from her on the other side
look at her in amazement
they are shocked inside.
That doesn't bother Melodie for she
is filled with pride—
Listening to lovely music on her subway ride.
Written by Puppit Lady on September 27,2012
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a cute poem. Well done, Sue