a crakling noice,
a whistle blows,
goldylock steps in,
with her paper, pen, and beatifull
shadow.
the world is pink,
the world is gray,
goldylock steps in, and writes
down this paint by letters.
she shoots some elephants,
and dodges some poison darts,
then talks to plato, about the
ways of love.
a crakling noice,
a whistle blows,
out walks miss goldylocks,
with her paper, pen, and beatifull
shadow.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/out-walks-miss-goldylocks/
