Jdml Poem by Aimee Brimson

Judgeful, we may be
Acting all innocent and sweet
Munching on those chewy chewing biscuits,
Moonlight shining through the window bright
Imagining everything that is just right
Exercise is what we need after eating all things sweet.
Dancing to each beat in a bar
Over and over again;
Dodging the biscuit thief, because he got no teeth
Glooming around because he smells
Excitement of the moonlight dance
Residents wear no pants;
Slowly, walking up the path
Moving around on the dance floor,
Observing the moonlight,
Of mighty moves and big tattoos
Nothing can stop this beat as the
Light is bright,
In every way the night is strong;
Glistening, in the moonlight once more
Having everyone in his core
The reckless no tooth man was happy once more.

Aimee Brimson