Mimi

Here is my Mimi,

            Who wears a bikini

It’s painted, there's nothing at all can be done.

Over that, in a pair

            I put pink underwear,

(You have to admit that they're cute and they're fun.)

                                                So now my sweet Mimi

in her pinkish bikini

                                                Has pink underwear

Always found in a pair.

I think she’ll look pert

            In a white undershirt

That I dig out from under the bed.

Then what would look better

            Than a warm and soft sweater

In a pattern that’s yellow and red.

                                                Now look at Mimi,

her covered bikini.

                                                Still with underwear

That is there in a pair,

                                                And her white undershirt

that made her look pert,

                                                Till I hunted to get her

a warm and soft sweater.

Now what would be sweet?

            Why, some socks for her feet

And I think these bright green ones will fit,

Then to cover her knees

I need pants, I’ll try these:

They’re a truly remarkable shade of scar-let.

                                                Oh my little Mimi,

somewhere is her bikini,

                                                And then pink underwear,

Always there in a pair.

                                                And likewise her pert,

little white undershirt.

                                                Now she’s put together

with a cuddly sweater,

                                                And some awfully sweet,

bright green socks for her feet

                                                And where are her knees?

Under pants, if you please.

Now what’s left to do?

            Why a jacket of blue,

Yes! I found it right here on the door.

And some shoes that don’t match

            Notice, one has a patch,

They were under the chair on the floor.

                                                Wow, look at Mimi,

not a trace of bikini,

                                                Can't see underwear

Even though it's a pair.

                                                Or a peek of the white undershirt

which is pert,

                                                And now see her better,

 bright-colored, warm sweater,

                                                And even her sweet,

green, sock-covered small feet,

                                                And those pants, if you please,

that hide both of her knees,

                                                Are all covered - It’s true!

- by her jacket of blue,

                                                And the shoe with the patch

and the mate that won’t match.

Now with infinite care,

            I will cover her hair

With a hat so amazingly cute,

That it matches her clothes

            From her head to her toes,

While just nicely completing her suit.

                                                Now she’s finished, my Mimi,

with no sign of bikini,

                                                Beneath pink underwear,

That is there, in a pair.

                                                Also hidden’s her pert,

Nice and white undershirt,

                                                And her very much better,

Cuddly soft, knitted sweater,

                                                And also the sweet,

bright green socks on her feet,

                                                And her tiny, cute knees,

still in pants, if you please,

                                                With her jacket of blue,

and her shoes that aren’t true,

                                                And a hat, (it is said),

like a crown for her head.

But what did Mom say?

            Let’s go swimming today?

Why, the two of us better get set.

We must start right away,

            There’s no time for delay,

I can’t wait till we’re both getting wet!

                                                So off with the hat.

Make it sail, just like that,

                                                And the jacket of blue,

it can hit the wall, too.

                                                Then her shoes, so mismatched,

will be quickly dispatched,

                                                And now we see knees

as her pants hit the breeze,

                                                And discover her feet

as her socks meet the street.

                                                Soon we’re going to be wetter,

so let’s ditch the sweater,

                                                Then toss with our might,

the pert undershirt, white,

                                                And follow it there,

with the underwear pair,

                                                Till I just have my Mimi,

in her pinkish bikini.

                                               

WHERE’S MY SNORKEL?!

Today is National Pink Day.
Let's celebrate!

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