Flash poetry, "Little Snowbird"
Little snow bird, where do you go?
Sitting warm here on the plaza,
I'd like to know where all you go
Dressed so fine, tight short shorts of white
Every step you take, every bite
you eat, I want to watch them all
Hiding from the snow and its drifts
Here in the sunshine strutting fine
White shorts shapely legs, nice turn-on
Here on my Plaza bench, Christmas
Tree sanctified, there's room for you
Music's Latin beat, we can dance
Ask Mama? May I take you home?
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Poem copyright, Jimmiehov,2016, All Rights Reserved
Today I'm linked with Magaly's Flash Fiction, "Snow Birthed Tales (13 lines maximum) at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads; http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/12/poetry-and-flash-fiction-with-magaly.html