Mary Had a Flea Circus

gray0328

 

Mary had a little lamb,  

its fleas were white as snow.  

They'd leap and dance around,  

wherever Mary chose to go.  

 

Her flea friends had a talent,  

they'd perform upon command.  

They juggled specks of glitter,  

on a stage of Mary's hand.  

 

The lamb looked on in wonder,  

its coat a moving show,  

as fleas performed in rhythm,  

with leaps both high and low.  

 

And everywhere that Mary went,  

her circus came along,  

with tiny acrobats in tow,  

and a cheerful buzzing song.

  • Author: gray0328 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2025 11:50
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