Raspberries

Rubbing the small blemish on the very tip
of her nose with hands dyed green by
those new Shrek fruit roll-ups, she sings
through pomegranate lips decorated
with small shards of sour cherry
flavoured Tootsie-pops, skips with thin,
pale legs, naked save for pink Hello
Kitty underwear, teases the new
dog who speaks through wrinkled
black lips under floppy Oreo McFlurry
ears; he knocks her over, her blonde
translucent hair sliding behind
her shoulders and a slobber-generous
kiss is planted on her cheek.