Adeline Foster

Gold Star - 9,222 Points (Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

Idle Folly - Poem by Adeline Foster

Idle Folly

Down at the corner barroom
The fellows gibe and jest
For their homelife is too common,
Too vulgar for their taste.
So, when between their teeth
A tussle comes in view,
Each little snip of gossip
Is worth a month of chew.

Should any of their number
Admire a winsome dame,
Hi-ho, it's off to the sporting
And fast into the game.
They say she is a swimmer
Of Olympian behest;
Why sure, how else could she have
Developed such a - chest?

I wonder, would it tingle
Her ears if she ever knew
How, from that quick and single
Glance, her statistics grew?
And how they tease and kid him
Until his face is scarlet,
And how they gibe an bid him
Woo this pretty starlet.

They have him roped and haltered,
And they almost have him hitched;
I'm sure it's common knowledge,
So it wasn't me who snitched.
Why should we spoil their jolly fun
By being too concise,
So we'll neglect to point out
That she is another's wife.

Topic(s) of this poem: humorous

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Just a tale from observation.

Comments about Idle Folly by Adeline Foster

  • Annette Aitken (7/24/2016 10:40:00 AM)

    A clever tale of people watching, with humour thrown in, nicely done

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  • Pamela Sinicrope (4/22/2016 8:48:00 AM)

    Love the ending. Fun piece of writing! I enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/22/2016 8:54:00 AM)

    A windome dame! Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

  • Mike Smith (3/17/2016 6:02:00 PM)

    Good one. This reminds me of the type of scene I could watch play out at the taverns in my hometown. Good use of rhyme and good storytelling. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 17, 2016

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