Trixie Willis is a pantoum today
Tomorrow she might be a sonnet
Sometimes she loses her way.
Trixie Willis is so full of play
Every day can be outrageous
Trixie Willis is a pantoum today.
But sometimes the world is very grey
In the eyes and head of Trixie and
Sometimes she loses her way.
She hopes the blues will go away
When December turns into June
Trixie Willis is a pantoum today.
This isn't a pantoum! she hears you say,
It's a villanelle, she knows for sure, but
Sometimes she loses her way.
In June her head will clear and hips will sway
To the beat of sunshine and warmth, but
Trixie Willis is a pantoum today,
Sometimes she loses her way.
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