Words And Such

Melanie, darling!

How fabulous of you to drop by and compliment me on my vividness. As a resident of Texas, you surely know the how-you-say of the English language. (patting wig, passing Melanie a cocktail) So anyhoo, sweetie, I think I should write a poem about words. I mean, they're a fabulous tool for any modern gadabout, along with the icy smile and withering glare. Let's see what I can come up with...


The Slower Wit, by LCM

I often say, I will admit
My words see me in deficit
When bright young things as you, my dear
Wearing such and so, come near
"Oh how pretty!" I'll profess
Gazing at your latest dress
"It couldn't be just off the racks"
"I've been to Macy's and to Sax"
"You've been sewing, true it rings"
"Who knew machines could do such things?"
But when you saunter off, impressed
I tell the others "What a mess."
"The salesman was an evil jester"
"To put a cow in polyester."

Patting Wig, Looking Fabulous
LCM