wee words for wee ones
...once a week poetry treat for the young and the young at heart...
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Up my bottom my leotard crawls,
And my tu-tu has gotten too small -
Mom says I'm growing like a weed.
Do I need to get a three-three
To fit the bigger sized me-me?
I don't care - dancing is all I need.
©2011, Bridget Magee
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