Refined Romantical Woman
Everyone said how gentle the mayor's daughter was,
Desiere' was a romantical woman, kind and refined.
I tried to get to know her, but there was a teensy bit of fuzz.
On her fancy pink dress, and she began to grouse and whine.
Who brought it in? She demanded, smoothing out her satin.
Someone pointed to me and said, “Probably that Latin.”
I thought it was rude, but not as rude as she.
For at that second she began throwing carnations at me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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