Pippa The Posing Penguin |
Jinksy Pippa the penguin dreamt every night Of little sprites that weren't black or white They usually danced and pranced In and around her bed Sprinkling stardust occasionally upon her head Then one very, very, snowy, snowy night Pippas dream seem different real, somehow bright! The little sprites who weren't black and white, Sprinkled the stardust up and down and all around, They got all together and made Pippa laugh like a clown, They tickled her toes, her tail ,flippers and then her nose The stardust stuck and created a sensation Pippa was a star in her snowy,snowy nation In her two tone world of black and white Pippa was front page news overnight ! Submitted to : In Tandem where art and poetry meet |
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Sunday, 30 October 2011
Pippa The Posing Penguin ( chids lit )
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Sweet poem... just precious!
ReplyDeleteA sort of stardust Zebra penguin, then? LOL. Thanks for hopping aboard the tandem again. ♥
ReplyDelete'Front page news' - black and white and re(a)d all over then;-)
ReplyDeletelove it,
ReplyDeletehow cute.