12/30/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo
With eyes shut, nose lifted
And long mouth under-frowned,
She harrumphs and harrangs
And sniffs harr-de-harr.
No use tr'n tuh fix me,
Or cheer me or jeer me
Cuz I've done it all and it's nothing much. Nagh.
She's so sure that the world is curdled
And the milk is shattered
And the mice are barking
That she becomes the red wolf
Instead of the lime green frog fairy.
Oh, she's old beyond years
And mean, oh so mean.
She's built walls up and down
All around her art
And there she marches back and forth
With a million ideas to execute
One by one.
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