Polka Dots Not

Since I was just a little girl With my red hair done in a braid My face was full of “polka dots” And a point to tease and degrade. Handing out snack, my pre-school teach Seemed so very pretty and kind ‘Til she said dots, I threw my milk, Ending with smacks on my behind! But this polka dot hooligan Was so far from being reformed Talk of my many “sun’s kisses” And the sun ran just as I stormed! Of course now I’m a grown woman And should have much better control Unfortunately, that’s not true I hospitalized the last troll! Today I sit in custody But there ain’t no tears that I wipes ‘Cuz I really HATE polka dots But I don’t mind these prison stripes! January 9, 2019 Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh