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Simply
Gorgeous
It was a Shakespearian,
Or whoever wrote those things
Kind of day,
Maybe more like a
Monty Python or
Stepping into a Benny Hill
Skit,
A lady with a Seeing Eye dog
Picking through pins and needles
At the sewing store,
A man with a floor length
Light blue cape thumbing
Through bibles at the Christian Corner,
The regular groups
Of one standing here and there
In the pushing on empty mall,
An editing call hinting
That I may have an online stalker,
I’m waiting for Yakety Sax
To break out from out of the blue
When a note wondering about love
Arrives with a picture,
I am whisked back,
Way back, to find myself
Bowing Camelot like
To a Lady who is
Simply gorgeous.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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