Willa will be submitting a poem each week for our enjoyment.
The roses and the unicorns dance in the spring together
In the moonlight they nod as if they're dancing
The roses, the unicorns, they are dancing
They are nodding and bowing to each other
Sticking their legs up in the air
And going to sleep together
willa
Catalog Sunday: Chicago Mail Order, 1940
6 days ago
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