Jello

I like jello, red or yellow
Put it in the sun, it could be a puddle.
It laughs and wiggles, dances and jiggles
better be careful it brings on giggles.
It tries to escape with every move it makes
eat it with a spoon or anything it takes.
It glistens and ripples like flowing rivers
dancing about it really quivers.

Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 2000 ©