One Lady Wears a Mustache
C-rimson sun up above
L-ights up the Tuesday;
A-fter Monday night is gone,
R-aindrops fade away.
I-t's a beautiful birthday,
S-eventh February morn;
S-hadows have vanished,
A-nother woman is born.
G-irl with hair or bristles,
U-pper lip has in a flash;
R-apture is truly brought,
O-ne lady wears a mustache.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
