Saturday, September 15, 2007

Round the dandelions

Dancing round the dandelions
a damsel in distress
dies a thousand deaths.

Though done the deed of dance
damsels do not die
but drop daintily the faith
into ditches of depression.

Married so to dirt
and doomed to suffocate
damsels don a gypsy skirt
and flirt again with death
daring with allure
that monster of the deep.

But deadly death a distant date
because dirt is dirt is dirt
and needs a damsels tears
to do the devil’s deeds.

Muddied damsels now decide
to dance to different tunes
and so dresses down the damsel
to suit the dutiful.

And the delightful, dutiful, doomed,
dances today around dandelions!

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