I want to wear twin-sets
With pearls and beige slacks
I want to do lunch
At a place named 'Chez Jaques'
I want to talk with
A plum in my mouth
And have a large property
By the sea, down South
I want to have servants
And a lady-in-waiting
To get me dressed up
For all my posh dating
I want to date ladies
in large-brimmed hats
Who only eat lean
Never touching the fats
I want to drink tonic
With a small splash of gin
With ice and a lemon
Stuck onto the rim
I want to meet ladies
That fully-groom
And instead of the toilet
Use the powder-room
And all this
I'd like to do today
Then go back
To my slovenly way!
yeah..might get boring after a while..need a bit of ummph to keep u alive! Great poem! SG xo
Haha, are you sure you would want to go back to your sloven ways?
You need to play lotto and possibly win, then chew on that plum and sip on that gin, date those fine ladies whom may too have been re'nvented and your place in that world would be cemented. Beware, 'cause all of these changes will but veneer that which you are, when you can have them now as yourself although the dream seems so far. To accept and be ones true self is never bizarre, but the notion of moving down south maybe taking things just a bit too far. Especially when slovenly rhymes so close with southernly – it’s a sign. A terrific and delightful poem.
A good rhythm and a story that works. I liked it straight away, putting your toe in the water and drawing it back at the end.
couldn't one be slovenly-posh? maybe not. i pretty much stick (no pun intended..........originally) to slovenly. nice rhyming! thanks for sharing. :) bri
I do like the way you handled the concept right to the last line. Read mine - SUFFICIENCY - Adeline
so where can we meet ;) heh heh great poem, had me laughing :))) Ruth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the trick conclusion, well done. Thanks for the comments. Adeline