I stepped outside, one Sunday night,
to grab a little air.
When I looked up, I was surprised
at what I saw up there.
There was a guy with many arms
soaring above the trees.
He waved a few, so I waved back
politely as you please.
At first I did not notice how
he stayed above the ground.
Until I saw the jaunty cap,
propeller spinning round.
I knew at once this canny guy
must be so very bright.
So then I asked of algebra,
and my belief was right.
He knew of "x" and "x + 3"
(he even knew the answer)
and once my questions were all through,
he showed he was a dancer.
I asked him why he was about,
His answer: "Water Tower!"
He likes to swim around in them,
(he doesn't like the shower).
But my new friend was out of time,
he had other engagements,
with monkey bars, and reference books,
and rescuing arrangements.
And so I said a fond farewell,
then wound his hat’s accessory.
Away he flew, into the blue
An excellent new friend, for me.
This statement is false.
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You are so very clever! Thanks for writing a poem for Melody!
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