Dancing with a Pickle

February 9, 2007

Dance with a pickle
Howl at the rising sun
Joyful giddy moments
Hop, skip, laugh and run

Smile at the tulips
Watch them grow from blue
Be the one who laughs
With everything you do

Dancing with a pickle
Don't chew on him too soon
Hold him in your heart
Under the waning moon

Type: Poetry

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