Poignant Points
Point the way to Provincetown
Pretty Penny says
The point is that we don’t run round
The circle at Buzzard’s Bay!
It’s pointless pretty Penny preens
To go another way
For what’s the point she screams
That way, there’s always a delay!
Pointing west toward the sea
Across the channel’s quay
Pretty bossy Penny
Piloted that day…
And she arrived under the sky
at the point of PTown, fey
though she was not guy
and in no way, was she gay!
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011
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