All that my little Stella Fella lacked
was a pretty prinked collar
It kept ringing
n . . o . . n . . s . . t . . o . . p
I couldn't ignore
it's holler
and then..
exploring the bazaar
glow in the dark radium sticks
caught my eyes.
Thrice!
Why..?
Of-course!
The neon green
conjoined.
It's necklace did make Stella shy
but, still she went ahead
to flaunt it
to every passing by.
Yes, I was thrilled
my heart just leaped
watching her booty sway.
Gosh! She looked so cute!
The dots had yet again found their way.
Every second
as I awaited her return
I grew taller and taller
but, little did I expect
Stella to come
minus the collar..!?
Had I crossed the line?
Did I make her feel scared?
Had I overwhelmed her?
..maybe I shouldn't have dared.
Next day, she was back..
to gift me
another of hers
sprightly footsie spring
and then,
what she did was..
..a debut girlfriend wink!
Ha!
How..?
Maybe I know.. do I?
I think so.. and, so, I bow.
YOU ARE READING
Lodel-ay-hee-hoooo
PoetryOne just needs a flicker to burst into light. Find the flicker. Be it, become light. Lodel-ay-hee-hoooo your way through. Life is awaiting!
