David Maclennan Poet Rhyme

Winds of Change

The winds of change blowing up her skirt
Were causing a great deal of concern,
For any change she was more than alert
And her paranoia, you could discern.

Iconic like Marilyn I think not;
Winds blowing up her skirt I must say,
More than freaked out she surely got
And to be around, hell, you'd rue the day.

Now with all modesty aside,
Up her skirt in those winds of change;
Instead, her anger I have to confide,
To which I thought, how very strange.

But a little late realizing was I
In those changing winds blowing up her skirt,
Until her anger upon our goodbye;
Well, suffice it to say, I lost my shirt.

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