Im A Jazz Singer She Replied

 He dug what she said:
bright jellies, smooth marmalade
spread on warm brown bread.


"Jazz" from drowsy lips
orchids lift to honeybees
floating on long sips.


"Jazz": quick fingerpops
pancake on a griddle-top
of memories.
 Stop.


"Jazz": mysterious
as nutmeg, missing fingers,
gold, Less serious.


"Jazz": cool bannister.

Don't need no stair.
 Ways to climb
when the sax is there.

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