Red, yellow, and blue balloons,
Green and pink that causes swoons,
Party poppers' popping everywhere,
Dance and sing to those who dare.
Stereo beating inside her heart,
Coughing intentionally so this will start,
Arch of flowers unto her hair,
Then she sat down on the roseate chair.
In the count of three gonna celebrate the day,
The princess or queen was born--- either way;
Floating up the sky were eighteen balloons,
Here's the 19th one with greeting cartoons.
-Marxx Archer
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MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree
PoesíaMARXX ARCHER POETRY(MAP) #1 LANGUAGE: ENGLISH GENRE: LITERATURE(LITERARY PIECES), ROMANCE POETRY, TRAGIC POETRY, SPOKEN POETRY, INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL POETRY, AND SHAKESEARIAN SONNETS STARTED: AUGUST 31, 2021 PUBLISHED: OCTOBER 12, 2021 RESU...
