Tag Archives: Mary Ann Wieland

She skated nimbly all ‘round the floor,   With just one look, I felt my heart soar. Wheeling about on skates with pink laces,   Makin’ that rink the best of all places. Dancing and twirling, tossing her curls,   The prettiest one of the roller-rink girls. Looking so sweet in that flashy skirt,  Continue reading “Roller Girl”