Mystic Rose Rose Poet Couplet

Fish Net Stockings

It was 1971, and I wore fish net stockings at the end of the school year 
I had no garter belt so I used knots but they soon fell to my ankles, Oh Dear ! 


December 1, 2021 

ps, This is a true story. My Aunt Annetta worked in a hosiery factory 
she brought me some bright pink fish net socks and told me to wait 
until mom bought me a garter belt.  I was so eager to wear them 
I did what all the grown women do, put knots in them. But as I 
walked into the gymnasium, the stockings fell to my ankles.
I never forgot the embarrassing moment. Although
it seems quite funny today, it was quite a disaster back then.

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Marikate Kingston December 22, 2021 at 7:53 PM My math teacher in high school came to the classroom with two different shoes on one day. That memory came to me as I read your poem. Poor guy. I wonder if he remembers. Your stocking mishap must have been tough in front of others when you were young. Kids can be so mean. I went to a party years ago and forgot to zip up my dress in the back about 1/2 way down. It was dreadfully embarrassing. Isn't it nice we can laugh about these things now?

Gershon Wolf December 4, 2021 at 7:25 PM Oh, I can imagine what a huge disaster that was! Even reading it now, the smile is tinged with that realization. :) gw

Delice Arleen Skelly December 3, 2021 at 4:58 AM Some very funny things happen with fashion. Do you remember those starched net petticoats that billowed out skirts.. showing my age here...Delice

Darlene De Beaulieu December 2, 2021 at 4:50 PM Hello Mystic Rose, Rose, yes it is funny now. Yet then is was not. blessings my fiend.

Rico Leffanta December 2, 2021 at 10:57 AM I shall always remember a busty young girl jumping off the diving bird followed by a plop plop of her falsies rising to the surface. We learn best from experience .....Enjoyed! Aloha!

Victor Buhagiar December 2, 2021 at 12:59 AM You must have been a sight for weary eyes. Hugs. Mystic Rose Rose December 2, 2021 at 2:24 AM I have oodles of funny stories of my childhood, probably because I never listened to adults, always had a wild child agenda, lol, thankyou for stopping by, much love :)

Evelyn Judy Buehler December 1, 2021 at 10:09 PM You are bringing back memories, Mystic Rose Rose! I, too, tried knotting my fishnet stockings unsuccessfully, though I somehow avoided public embarrassment. I love your poem, and it's a fave. :D Mystic Rose Rose December 2, 2021 at 2:24 AM Oh Judy, my aunt was a sweet heart, but she didn't know how eager I was to grow up lol. I lived through it, and laugh about it today, much love, xo

Quoth Theraven December 1, 2021 at 7:42 PM Mystic Rose Rose, The wares of a life, you wore them well in this poem. A sensual, wonderful one. -Richard Mystic Rose Rose December 2, 2021 at 2:23 AM It was a lime green dress with hot pink accents, I was late for school cuz I was busy prepping, lol, the first thing the teach said, is you look lovely and I blushed. Was very shy back then.