two dolls walked into a craft fair, dressed the same,
it was fun, it was the best, they made a good day better,
just by being there and maybe some others stared,
at the makeup and glitter, and that they dressed with flair,
maybe the pastel shade did not go over well,
but their dresses matched shades and **** ballooning,
they took a risk,
and I found a smile,
on my face, made me glad they were in this place.
Never limit
independent self expression,
just 'cuz you can't,
or instead of being
confident and beautiful, they could rant, and rant
but these two looked rant resistant,
they had the seed pods of joy,
and stardust on their faces,
and went it, with them when they,
tiptoed into the spaces and stalls
of merchants, we did not know
we were not at a craft fair, but a Ball,
and invited by these two princesses,
lovely in their excesses of joy - I saw joy today,
she has a twin, but I did not quite catch her name.


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