Daisy Mae
My name is Daisy, looking at you, or Daisy Mae to be fully true.
You see my color of black is true, but tonight I feel the color of blue.
Odd people were here, may one, no two, painting the walls, it’s smells phew
I bumped her leg, for something to do, she said no, what’s a dog to do?
I pick up my bone and begin to chew, I found a great holder, her old yard shoe
This was not fun, so left it askew, I stretch out long, yeah, I am looking at you.
I am bored, just wanting something to do, she said no, what’s a dog to do.
My name is Daisy, since I’ve nothing to do, I send out a hello especially for you.
Anita Neal
And as always remember to be kind to all kinds.