Tiny Tim would probably tiptoe through the tulips.
He and his sweetie would lay there and drink mint juleps.
They would enjoy the beautiful sunshine.
And he softly kissing his lady so fine.
And softly stroking her hair of blond.
Enjoying the colorful pretty tulips and having so much fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Er, Tiny Tim's wife Miss Vicki was a brunette... But we'll let it slide this time, Lamar! : -)