Bouncy Bouncy

Weird Poetry

There is this little bouncy cloud

In the sky of your laughing eye

And I watched it dance and jump and frolic.

It was hilarious!

As a smile possessed my face,

My heart started to shake

And expand in its weakening cage…

Then I couldn’t help

But bounce around with it.




*** So should we call you Tigger now, Sweet Cheeks? ***

*** Yes. Please do. It’s better than other names people call me. So yes… call me Tigger. ***

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