BR ( / Alpena, Michigan, USA)

A Flutterby

A flippy, floppy, flutterby
Came soaring at me from the sky.
He did a loop and floated off
At such maneuvers I fain to scoff.
He might have busted his little head
Upon the sidewalk upon which I tread.

by Barbara Rosenthaler

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