that's why she's Ruby Sky

she chirps and she chatters
her voice is  high and trill
and when she sings
she's the loudest
and the most shrill.
she flaps her hands
and gestures,
most awkwardly,
and accepts compliments
with agreement readily.
she'll take your things
and make you believe
yours they were not.
she's the centre of attention,
a bright little spot.
she's the sweetest
little ego and
we're all fully charmed,
with crooked smile
and twinkle eye,
she's fully armed;
the day is hers,
she's in the light
and on the go,
hopping to
and jumping fro,
the star of the
Ruby Sky show.