BLUE BOY
"I'm not an expendable toy said she.
Boy oh boy, discard me not.
For she's already free.
A spider in a web she's trapped.
Denied with vehement indignity.
You bit her hard.
You're stuck on me, said she.
And I too am stuck on you".

This baby's blue.
Funny ploy boy.
She can show you incredible things.
Chances be given freely.
Her name she will write in indelible ink, right across your beating heart.
"It won't hurt my dear, she'll promise you".
Your wish be her command.

Paint an image of her being, inside your clever brain.
A beautiful little boy blue.
Could easily fall in love with her.
And she with you.
Sad curled up in turquoise.
(C) LIVVI