Gauche, Again!
I’d welcome a blush,
I’d welcome a stammer,
I’d welcome a faux pas
Adolescent in glamour.
The menu is perfect,
The seating divine,
Perhaps it would help
If I gobbled my wine.
Talk about weather,
The news, of a play,
No pause is too pregnant
To labour away………
But then of a sudden
Catch eye in discourse,
Share mute understanding:
First date. Post divorce.
Applause, Applause, Applause, Applause
Those getting-trim women off on a jog,
Their runners the pavement are slapping,
But the sound that persists as they progress to fit
Is the praise of their inner thighs clapping.
Speechless
A woman with her piercing wit
Can bury barbs cruel deep,
Yet with a wicked chuckle
Man’s counsel she will keep.
No wonder the poor fellows
Keep looking for ’em young,
And hope to find a creature
Before she’s found her tongue.
.from Dorothy, Were We Once Related? I Was Parker For 24 Years.