Dry me..
Now am all wrung out.
Peg me to the line
Let me waft away
Enjoying the ride
Weeee.. oooow
Gusty.
Did you add softener?
Or leave me crispy
Stiffened and able to stand
Oh joy, am destined
To be a heap
Slipped off the peg
Nearly not quite
Fully escaped
Flittered fluttered. As it blew
Then ground level.
Coated some flowers
Dressed as smart as a salad
laughed
The gave some down as up
And found some stability
On my knees.
Then feet.. Feeling a little..
Flappy.
Wishy washy woman.
But..
Not a drip. Drip, drip.
W