Lovely Lolli / a Misery In the Making
Wild spangled lolli of feminine wiles
Pippy long stockings with sneaky sly smiles.
Hair like gold brittle bristles, wires wrap
Knoggin harnessed between hair band strap.
Wild, flying eyes, wiggling under britches
a merry carnival, organic stitches;
attire of confetti a bomb of glee;
this is the way you chose to redress me?
Pink glitter Mary Janes make my feet prance.
How could I sit down, I must make a dance.
You say I’m spirited, take center stage.
How could I ever rest dressed in this way?
Who could be quiet, a wee gray field mouse
if you put him in crinolines topped with a blouse?
You’ve seemed to create a right fine me stew.
Now what will the rest of the entire world do?
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009
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