YOU BEST give yourself 17 PATS on the back for this poem.

I dislike, not hate, just so we are clear, reading center type, yet, I could not read fast enough this piece of art you made.

I was transported into your world as slick as a monkey's Bum? You get the idea...

And there, I wanted to stay even while I read faster and didn't want it to end.

The Suburbs can kiss my very white .......... Bum? when it comes to whether dandelions are flowers or fairies waiting for their wings to be able to fly.

Plus, all great poems have Elephants in them. It is just a must.

So little one, go find your own dandelion and guard it well. A tiny fairy is waiting for someone, you, to blow the seeds of life so they can fly.

Love You!