Monday, 7 December 2020

Ellie Two

You who always fight, wear robes of purple hue, should note my cotton stripes, within a sea of sharks, your smile arrives on cue, beams while I sink, gives me some crass disguise, a lightness of balloons, makes me wise, I shuffle like a tank, to the visitor's room, my hair shines, it blows around your eyes, behind fake news, there is a bridge of sighs, you're no dismal crank, your spirit lifts the room, I call you Frank, you’ll pay these fines, there's nothing to refuse, will present my best smile, make you laugh like new.

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