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Puce

Despicable
Marie Antoine
dressed in puce
paraded
her gown,
with a queenly
high head,
the pretty
little tome
soon to be
cropped.
When the chopper 
had his way,
her head
came off
and her face 
turned puce.
Was it purple
or puke green?
Maybe that’s the 
reason puce is so
confusing.
In Marie’s case
she was not
confused,
just dead.
 

Kathryn McLoughlin Collins

for a contest about our favorite color.  I must admit it is not my favorite
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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October 15, 2013 at 9:41 AM
good morning, Kathryn:) wow...wow... this is one of the best poems I've read on Marie Antoine. Sad to see her life end this way... good color to love... LINDA
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September 10, 2013 at 9:05 AM
Slim and fair, Kathy. A good poem
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August 10, 2013 at 5:40 PM
Absolutely fantastc wit ...very well done!
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August 7, 2013 at 3:08 PM
Dear Kathy, I guess this is funny, in a morbid sort of way... but c'est la vie... or death, as the case may be... unfortunately, Marie can no longer help us on this question... Love, Terry (Good luck in the contest... and in the other event too...)
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