Pink City
Going again to the Pink City...
The going there is part of the charm.
Leaving it is always a pity...
Then it's back to the chores of the farm.
(Never think of the farm when I'm in the Pink City...
Perhaps all the cows are going to pot?)
I love it, though, love the Pink City.
Pink City, Pink City! I like it a lot!
9/15/2018
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2018
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