They sing and they soar
They whisper and roar

They fly through the air with the greatest of ease
They appear on and off and are eager to please

They can dance on a pin; not one is a klutz
but angels can’t fart; they don’t have butts

© November 6, 1995 Karen Farrell, all rights reserved

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