by Tracey Bellamy
(Northamptonshire)
Gracie my little buddy
She wears a constant frown
And although quite jolly
Her smile is upside down
She twists us around her finger
Has a power beyond our control
Spreads happiness wherever she goes
And is a kind little soul
So cute she's my little mate
Wish she'd fit in to my pocket
A lovely thatch of dark brown hair
Like she's plugged into a socket
Green eyes so bright and piercing
Enough to put you in a trance
Could be sad and grumpy one minute
Then the next like a fairy she'd dance
Tottering around looking pretty
She's the best of the chicks
Beads and jewellery hang from her
As she stumbles around in click clicks
Words she sometimes uses
Could almost tickle me pink
So busy enjoying life
She has no time to think
Perfect in my opinion
To me there is nothing missing
And the pretty lips god gave her
Were surely made for kissing
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