elegiac
TICKLE MY TOES
They tickle my toes.
They line up in rows.
Oh! What can they be?
A starfish or three?
The water has a pink shine.
Too many colors to rhyme.
Red for my long, long hair.
Orange fish who swim near.
Yellow for the rays of the sun.
Blue for the water that’s so fun.
I can stay here the whole day.
The seagulls have come to play.
The birds circle around me.
Yes! It’s the best place to be.
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