Fallen into a Fifties Diner
Janice is as fresh and pretty as a fifties diner
That opened a week ago, said Cuz.
We saw her sitting at the counter
And we saw how fresh and crisp she was
Her freshly-washed pin-curls give her that fifties look.
We wonder if she is related to the hostess or the cook?
Janice gives us a smile and we recognize once again.
What a gorgeous fifties place, we have fallen in.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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