Phosphorescent Hair
So excited, I was to be going
to dance at Purdue U...
And on a blind date, too!
Aunt Angie mixed her magic hair
potion,
To turn me into a blond bombshell.
Well, at least...that was her notion.
Tragically for me, my tresses turned
out to be chartreuse green!
I wept till there were no tears left.
Then on to the train, to meet my
fate- date.
I saw my date when the train arrived,
And pulled slowly into the station..
His face turned pale white
You would, too, if your date looked
like a ghoul, from the Woodstock Nation.
No winner was he to me, either!
A short nerdy type complete with
those nerd-glasses,too!
I clearly saw my destiny, I foresaw he would not go to the dance with me.
As right as rain, the nerd-fool called
later, so overcome with a cold was he.
That at the dance, he could not be.
I sat forlorn with tree green hair!
Utterly forlorn and sad in Purdue's
Student Union!
A PH.D, as astronomer, who, like a
Knight in shining armor, came to my
heart-broken need!
Takes one interested in the stars and
God's firmament
To envision this lost poetic soul at sea.
The dance was magnificent as was my
Savior Prince.
The compounds and the elements of our
universe, aligned!
And created the most celestial night ever.
~ a true story~
5/10/2019
11:00 am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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