Tuesday, March 19, 2013


there once was a hardened New Yorker
who’d found in a certain French quarter
a man of her liking
who struck her like lightning
and softened her heart in short order

there once was gal all American
who’d had an urge to travel again
she went off to Paris
not the least bit embarrassed
came home with a Brit and a wedding band

there once was a girl from Astoria
who longed for a certain euphoria
people started to say
she was very outre
until she gave them whatforia

there once was a lady in grey

who required a different shade

she thought it for pleasure
found she’d need it in leather
and soon whipped up fifty handmade

there once was a songwriter from Texas
too sweet to ever perplex us
straightforward and true
with nothing to rue
she clears all the hurdles that test her
for Kelli King

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