Look at the hand!
Rain is falling down drip drop
Someone's green beret is flying away
A child is jumping over a puddle hop!
Cinnamon on a hot sahlep
is burning someone's upper gum
Look at the dry yellow hand!
Waving you goodbye
Before taking off into the wind
From the bald tree
Hoky poky!
Hoky poky to you too, beautiful Sherry. That is a lovely poem of a moment in time, like a snapshot of the senses.
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