The pants are stretchy
the elastic is busted
the polyester is nubby
the zipper is rusted.
the pockets are fake
the stains are real
room to grow in
textured feel.
Yuck, I can't finish this poem.... any takers?
Moving my blog...
8 years ago
15 comments:
Wow this is close to one of your all time faves:
Budget
Fudget
the colors are vibrant
polyester also holds smell
but all things considered
pant suits are wonderfully swell
`This murky grey pantsuit
Is really a dud
The lady that wore it
must have lived in the mud.
That pantsuit must have
lived under a bed
It's dusty and musty
and presumably dead.
Did it live in the country
Or maybe the city?
Did someone kill it
without any pity?
Perhaps it lived
In a house on the Sound
In wild desperation
It jumped in and drowned.
Poor pantsuit she wishes
That she could be dead
She need Gretchen,you see
To turn her to red!
Just think, as "Red"
She could arise from the floor
Put on her Rhinestones
and walk out the door.
Walk down the hill
and into the bar
Order a beer
It's not very far.
WOW! Those are all fantastic!!!!
I am going to take a wild guess here and say "Anonymous" is none other than my mother, Jackie Baer?
"Red" might meet a man
in a pantsuit of green
to give her a dance
and call her his Queen
But what if a pantsuit named "Green"
Should marry his "RED",Why it's almost obscene!
The Babies,The Babies the Babies,I say
Would all turn out to be some shade of grey!!
The Pantsuits that were worn by your Annie
Were clothes that covered
her Fannie
They were not obscene
(nor particularly clean)
But theywere better than not wearing any.
Zow! Bang! Pop! whiz! Thanks Anonymous!
Keep 'em comin'!
When I return can we have a Get Jackie Back parade?
When I return can we have a Get Jackie Back parade?
It's fantastic........
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Vince
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