ABOUT ANNIE

Sitting there
Getting all sugared up
In her shimmery pink tights
And her shimmery moth green
Long sleeved organically grown shirt
(The basis for something stunning & well thought out)
Her green satin dress now peeled
Halfway down--over her hips
Self satisfied with her night's take
1st she was to be Tinkerbell
Psychedelic wings and boysenberry converse
Suggested a different twist
"A modern day Tinkerbell," she chimed
"A butterfly fairy"--her emphatic retort

Her magical wand, being left in the car,
It dawned on her
That she was destined
To be a butterfly

Just
A Butterfly