Twinkle Toes She Ain't

There is a child who lives upstairs that never learned to walk
She jumped out of her crib one day before she learned to talk
Her hard soled shoes that scarcely fit
Go running down the hall
So loud is she I can’t recall when I began to ball
She squeals and screams and throws a snit
Behavior all unfettered
Her parents seem to be unfit
Harsh words are never uttered
For once I’ve never heard them say
Slow down my dear and learn to play
Sit sill be quiet don’t make such noise
We live above those married boys
Her heart is filled with so much glee
Not once from dusk till dawn does she
Begin to think that down below her neighbors cringe and sigh
For manners taught and rightly so
Are learned at home from those we know
I pray the years of plugging ears and turning up the set
Will soon be done she’ll forget to run
And learn to pirouette

Excerpt From: TG Within. “Find Time To Rhyme.” iBooks.

Twinkle Toes She Ain't

tgwithin

Chicago, United States

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