Poem written by Katie, GF volunteer extraordinaire… we never know what kinds of creative, odd, random, hilarious things are going to come out of her super-active brain…

To be sung to the tune of “My Favorite Things” or some other waltz (and still a bit unfinished):

Llamas and peanuts and happy nice people

who love you and hug you and fly to the moon,

roses and teacups and smelling the angels

and having a party with someone you know,

nice apple flowers that talk to the towers

of Doppler and radar and peachy fleece cheese.

There is a notion that comes from the ocean

that creases vice velveteen Spanish rice sneeze.

On that note, have a great day!