Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Ponytail's Tale

Ponytail’s Tale - mane’s bushy/ contemplating, should-she?
Travel the globe, shower in hotels, robe after robe.
Eyes sparkle, brighter than gold./ Treasure along this treasured road/
Meets the man of her dreams, makes him treasured goodies without a mold/

Wakes up to mild mannered memes, did he mock her when they were getting
wild in her dreams?  How is that a question, it was her dream.  She found out he was mean,
It was all over her Facebook stream.

Found out he left, she wept, her passenger pillow was a victim of theft.
In the end, she declared vengence of this pillow-theft/
still in the dark, displaying this silhouette/


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