Generation Why: An Arty Feminist

Christmas cheer-poem

Tinsel sparkling,

Like great red rubies.

Dancers beautifully swirling or,

Falling, failing, flailing around.

The moon hidden by,

Great grey clouds

Glitter twinkling

By the flick of her eye

Her sweet sixteen

Barely by

City lights bright

Great glass windows

Decorated by lights

Red, green

Yellow, blue

The colours a

Diamond on a finger

‘Clap’

The audience.

Wild animals,

Choirs, great

Spotlights and

Always full

Of Christmas cheer.

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