image first posted HERE
PAPER WINDMILLS
Amidst the lively music
The costumed revelers
Bright sunshine
And cumulus mounds of cloud
There walks about
The windmill seller
He lacks neither colour
Nor motion
Stuck into a pole
Are little whorls
To dazzle and mesmerize
The little ones onlooking
Look! paper windmills
I want one
I want one
I want one too.
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