Monday, 4 May 2009

Me Golden

I don’t know that I could look back
at me
shingles cut like boys pageboys

a very nice child
to grow up with
if I wanted to do a
thing I would do it

(parted my hair in several different places, that’s what hair’s for)

I’ve not much else to wish for

always the belle of the ball went to a dance always dancing all ways well-dressed always dancing not a lot else to do in my day dance bands danced

one girl was in love with my dance clothes
she tried to buy them off me

a golden colour

groomed and gold

a bit of Pond’s Cream for a nice complexion
it kept me from the vultures

Nora Brumham

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