Blue Dress
Blue Dress
The dolphins of Monrovia,
came to dinner one day.
The dress,
all blue...
you understand.
It was held beneath the sea,
not under a tree,
silly bee,
but there was a band.
It played all night,
all the ladies so bright,
in marked uniforms,
not all the colors
you might suppose,
but blue and green and gold.
The blue sea,
the fine color of "her" dress...
the queen of the underground ball.
The sky, a sapphire, crushed to powder,
lost and mirrored in her eyes.
Green, kelp that covered her shoulders,
and kept her warm at night.
Gold, the coins of money,
sailors paid...
to keep their souls,
while others stayed.
The court watched as the dancers whirled,
the Sea King he was drown...
but no one knew until they
filleted his body,
and gathered the net.
The Queen cried,
blue tears...
to match her dress.
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