|drawing by ana traina ~ 2011 ~|
Sophronia Simone lived contently on a saffron farm,
for it had tons and tons of enormous yellow-ish charm.
However, when the wind blew east or more specifically northeast...
she would get the strangest stinging beneath her underarm!
All at once, Sophronia Simone’s bonnet, and rosy red hair would unravel!
Silver sleigh bells would sound, or perhaps, it was the telephone’s towering babble.
Then a curious thing didst happen, indeed, her hair and bonnet weaved into a kite!
And in her Canterbury belle-blue dress, she sailed along the wind, in misdirected flight,
Just past the Aix-la-Chapelle!
O, did I forget to mention she was the second cousin to Margarete Getrud Zelle?