#24 Mood Poem
- Nikki B
- Feb 8, 2016
- 1 min read
Tonight is the night
The dress and shoes are polished
She curls and caress her hair
The mood is just right
The night night before the ball is abolished
She climbs upon her mare
As the carriage pulls upshe is quiet the sight
Her blue ballgown is as big as can be
Everyone stops to see
The sight of the night
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