SELF PROCLAIMED RULER OF THE YARD!

SELF-PROCLAIMED RULER OF THE YARD!

As a happy, cherished little girl, the adopted only child of an older couple, I was aware that I RULED my back yard. With my squeaky metal swingset, my huge pink sandbox, easily the size of a double bed, and my little pioneer fort just waiting for the indian invasion, I was set! I was in control!

SELF-PROCLAMED RULER OF THE YARD--
a junp-rope hai-5
to be chanted while jumping rope


Self-proclaimed ruler
of the yard in my control!
Squeaking metal swings!

Squeaking metal swings
screech along with rusted chains;
make my hands rusty!

Make my hands rusty;
wipe them off in pink sandbox.
Then go play in fort!

Then go play in fort;
dinner beef is huge stone roast
fit for pioneers.

Fit for pioneers
living in my childhood yard--
self-proclaimed ruler!

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