Daisy
Daisy was…
a fisherwoman
You could place your bet
there was fish in her net
Even so tiny
Daisy was so shiny
you could tan
under her smile
All doors opened at her sight
high and high
flew the yellow and red kite
She used to wake up early
in the morning
and her hair was curly
Now Daisy’s let all flowers go
’cause her tiny shiny boat
got a crack
and she fears
there’s no way back.
She strolls around the quay
Sipping her green tea
And there she sees
The fisherman of all seas
Who fixes her blue boat
Cowlyflower, wolf and goat
Daisy thanks and there she sails
before her shiny trails