Something Silly

Last night I danced under the moonlit night
In a too small tutu with a pair of fairy wings
Made of plastic bags and simple wire-framed hangers
Along with a tiara threaded together with dandelion weeds
And toting a wand that seemed similar to that of a spade

As I did my dance under the moonlit sky
I discovered that I'd forgotten to grab a jacket
See in my distorted ambition to frolic during the night
I never took the time to realize
That I wore no shoes on the snow covered ground