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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Thursday, March 24, 2011

The Folly of Love

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Miss Dolly was a dancer
She was famous for her fan
She worked at Ziegfeld's Follies
Where she kicked up a can-can.

As she performed one evening
In walked Mr. Big
He took one look at Dolly
Said, "That girl has a new gig!"

"I want her for my honey,
I want her for my squeeze,"
His offer to Miss Dolly
Was not one at which to sneeze.

Miss Dolly was not haughty
And she could have used the dough
But she still rebuffed his offer
Said, "I must simply tell you 'No.'"

Mr. Big could not believe it
No one ever turned him down
This dancer would not make him
A big joke around this town!

He roughly kissed Miss Dolly
But on her face felt something weird
Underneath her make-up
Was the stubble from her beard!

Mr. Big was not so big then
He'd need a new game plan
Miss Dolly was his folly
Because Miss Dolly was a man!

 
 
submitted to The Poetry Bus for Monday, March 28

20 comments:

Christine said...

Great flow to this, I met Miss Dolly in the womens washroom in University once. I think she's a Drama prof now.

nene said...

Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha. Wow, that was great! Caught me by surprise. I wonder what Homonally Challenged would say about this hormone confusion?

The Bug said...

LOL - this is great! I love it!

Fireblossom said...

Details, baby. Details!

Mrs. Hyde said...

That's too funny! Serves him right. I'm so glad that someone is writing on a regular basis. Could you send some of that discipline over here, please?

Helen said...

Good Golly, Miss Dolly!!!

Laynee said...

That was awesome!! Had me crackin up!

ihatepoetry said...

Perfect!

Umamaheswari.A said...

Nice flow and the story of Miss.Dolly was funny.Enjoyed it!

Rajlakshmi said...

ROFL what an ending :D ROFL :D
well written

Rachel Hoyt said...

LOL. Beautiful rhythm and flow with an awesome twist in the story! Loved it.

Argent said...

Very good! I was not expecting that ending!

120 Socks said...

Absolutely fantastic, still laughing, great take on the prompt. By the way thanks for leaving a comment on my blog re last week's magpie prompt. I have continued the story on under 'The Saving of Sobul', if you fancy a read. Again great poetry bus ticket.

Enchanted Oak said...

Marvelous twist, Lola. Go see Peter Goulding's. Your great minds think aike.

Peter Goulding said...

Hi Lola, As I recall, my Great Uncle Wilf used to go under the stage name Dolly. Great rhythm well-maintained throughout. Mine pales in comparison. Loved it!

Jinksy said...

Oh, I love you wicked sense of humour as well as rhyme and rhythm!

Titus said...

Lovely rhyme and rhythm, so redolent of the age, and yes, a great revealing!

izzy said...

It's great fun! thanks for joining us and waving a great ticket.

MuseSwings said...

Bwahahahaha! Got me rolling in the bus aisle with this one. It's good he figured it out early in his attempt's. Excellent!

NanU said...

perfect poem for the photo, love the punch!