The Tale of Miss Cherie Flambe
A starlingly, stunning woman, she!
Who, like a slinky cat, came silently
into a smoky room.
The wide-men took notice and loudly
gasped....."vava-xoom"!
I honestly don't know, what was so
special about her.
But those big floppy hats, shades and
thighs caused set mens' hearts aflutter!
I was ravenouslly jealous of her in my dull,
righteous gear.
What and why were men were forever
whispering things in her ear?
We women became utterly invisible to
our mates.
Who succumbed to her large,gold, gypsy
exotic, earrings-fate.
She was our nemesis, and created quite a
magic spell.
We murmured like jealous hens,that this
woman burn in h_ll!
CHerie Flambe married an airline pilot, has three
homes and how happy, she!
We dullard, righteous women,so happy
for Cherie Flambé.
As we were rid of her, eternally free!
Edited title originally said Kitty Jolie.
August 22, 2020
11 am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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