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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.

In the Silverware Drawer After Dark

The steak knives are playing the Ramones at full blast. The salad forks are dancing with the teaspoons to the tune of "Come On, Ei...