This poem isn't actually getting too far away from Second Life, really, because it was inspired by a walk I took on Tempura Island, after a shopping trip I took thanks to this post by Strawberry Singh, and also resulted in the photo below:
So, without any more stalling, here's the poem:
Wear a Summer Frock
Orange. And tote a matching pagoda parasol.
Walk in a Japanese garden.
Eat a vanilla ice cream cone
On the footbridge beside
The flowering cherry trees.
Have a secret.