The Dancer

Floor beneath her feet
Bare toes caress wooden planks
Spring in her spirit

Written for The Haiku Challenge 2012 - Day 22 – February 22nd – Theme: Paint the Image...

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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