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Saturday, July 9, 2011

You're Quite a Gal

You're quite a gal, with amplitude and curves:
    You're wicked awesome, devilishly sweet!
It's plain to see you're a woman who deserves
    Dinner each night at Chez Philippe, my treat.

You're my Scotch whiskey, my Glenlivet neat!
     I think of you, my steady driving swerves.
Like perfect rhyme, you make my life complete;
     You're quite a gal, with amplitude and curves.

Your raucous fun, your bawdy streak, unnerves
     And startles me! We walk down Mystic Street;
I laugh out loud, and stumble on the curb:
     You're wicked awesome, devilishly sweet!

You're like an earthly carnal paraclete:
     You're someone whom the good Lord God observes
With mixed emotions -- joy and shock compete!
     It's plain to see you're a woman who deserves

A rave review; a ton of gushing blurbs;
     A Red Line rider who gives you his seat;
A rose; a big bear hug; a waiter who serves
     Dinner each night at Chez Philippe, my treat.

Out for My Walk

Arlington, Massachusetts, 5.15 am, first morning of summer --- air cool and dewy: sprinklers, sparrows, squirrels; a wide-awake rabbit o...