POETRY

An Angel in Red Slippers

By: K.C. Flanagan

11-01-94 (rewrite)

An Angel in red slippers

on a cloud,

Stopped by to say,

‘How proud!’

It was of you

and me too also,

For being so good

And eating a mouthful

Of Grandma’s supreme surprise razzle-dazzle hot dish

Made with mushrooms, shell noodles and a can of tuna fish.

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