Unbearable Beauty In Brown
Unbearable beauty in brown
Was Lily the toast of the town.
She had such a fine air
With her brown auburn hair
As she danced in brown velvet gown.
The swains were swooning for her.
A few fisticuffs did occur.
But Lil had her brown eye
Upon one certain guy
And danced on, ignoring the stir.
Handsome to her as George Clooney,
Taller by far than Mick Rooney,
Perfection to her eyes.....
She sighed so many sighs,
Her partner thought she was swoony.
He asked if she wanted to sit.
She answered, "Oh yes, just a bit."
Directing him to chair
With her favored one near,
She sent him some water to get.
Unbearable beauty in brown
Was no longer there, sitting down.
She was oozing with charm
Clinging to Handsome's arm.
Deserted he stood like a clown.
The water he threw in her face.
Now she is the one in disgrace.
When with water pelted
Her cheap brown gown melted
She's disrobed to panties of lace.
The handsome one truly disdains,
The sight of her varicose veins.
He leaves without warning.
It's four in the morning.
No trace of her beauty remains.
There's a moral to this small tale
That young men should heed without fail.
If the beauty you see
Is not all it should be
Then it's wise like Handsome, to bail.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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