"Dangling it on a whim"
Shoulder length and stir crazy
Her messy blond hair,
Fell like a wild thing,
Over brilliant blue eyes that
Sparkled with plenty of trouble
Dressed in a denim skirt
And a thinly striped shirt
She stood only four feet tall,
Barely,
Barefoot.
A complete terror,
With an impish smile
Carrying a pond turtle
In her small hand
Dangling it on a childish whim
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