Green With Envy
I met her when I was sixteen or seventeen
One old mean vicious queen called Josephine
Her skin the texture of a tangerine
And its color plasticine aquamarine
Obsessed with her aging beauty hardly pristine
Deeply tormented by the hope of cure or vaccine
I vividly remember the wildest bizarre surreal scene
It was in between mid-October and the eve of Halloween
When she lined our trampoline with a thick coat of vaseline
She made us hop like mexican jumping beans that evil queen
There we were me and my friends Maureen Kathleen and Eileen
She resented our youth and let us loose in an old pinball machine
Sea green with envy screaming out spells of velveteen opaline
This was her idea of some weird evergreen rejuvenation machine
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 14, 2019 for contest “GREEN” HUMOR, OLD OR NEW sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE - RANKED 4TH
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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