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| A Dinner Table at Night, 1884, John Singer Sargent |
Traveling from town to town
They joked about the drummer
When he wasn't around.
He sold the ladies housewares
And sold the men some tools
He wooed this lady
By gifting her with jewels.
She tries so hard
You can see it in her face
The boredom overcomes
Even in this elegant place.
The red triangle of light
Sparkles on her jewels
The Drummer keeps on talking
Bragging about his tools.
As the evening drags
She gets a little drunk
When asked for another date
She said, "I'd rather eat a skunk!"
16 comments:
tee hee
I wasn't ready for her response! LOL!!!...:)JP
I thought. are they bringing desert soon? I am ready to go home.
of course your poem is much better. i think in shorthand.
Bwahahahahahahahaha! You kill me!
Haha... oh she was bored !~! LOL
ha. a skunk might be a bit more appetizing you know....the boredom....no, not another please....esp if i just have to hear more about your tool
Laugh not a skunk. that's one well bad charmer. Good write
She was bored, no doubt about it! I would be too if that's all he had to talk about! Smiling!
Wow... hahaha! I might have to agree with her. Great poem.
Still laughing at Brian's comment.
=)
ha,ha too funny - this was JUST FUN TO READ AND I HAD THE GREATEST GIGGLE ON THE LAST LINE. Love your sense of humour. I bet we could write a dilly of a poem together. CUTE :)
That told 'im! :)
Okay now The Wells Fargo Wagon song is playing in my head...
Mmmm...not a dinner to look forward to!
That'll teach him to brag about his tools!
Too funny, and so delightful. But skunk? Oh no!!!
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