Short Chesterfield Poems

Chesterfield explains everything with a hiss.
You will not have time to ask him something,
Before he tells you this

He is an expert on bees, trees, houses,
Mouses, dogs,
And of course, Iowa farm hogs.

Chesterfield prances around in his red jammies
Throwing out facts – many, not a few.
None of the others call him on his fibs.
For they have dementia too....

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jungle governor green, respectable robin egg blue
beyond banana mania, periwinkle too
brisk bluebonnet, French fuchsia and plum
tickle me pink, where did you come from?

wild strawberry, chesterfield on my swollen lips
radical red, overdressed orange wearing two slips
midnight blue, outer space light saver green
a few crayon colors at one time in a box seen....

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Winston tastes good like a knock knock cigarette should.
See the USA in a Chevrolet, visit Dinah Shore along the way.
But be sure and be toting some Chesterfield Lights.
So we can be sexy and sultry on these winter nights.

The Marlboro Man is waiting just around the next bend.
When you see him, blow some smoke rings up in the wind.
Cigarettes are sensual, and they will make you look Kool.
Have one lit up and ready at all times; it is the 50's cigarette rule!...

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