Inside View - Poem by Ima Ryma
The gals from The View came to chat
With Oprah and to wish her well.
Oprah spread out her welcome mat,
And asked the gals for show and tell
Of what each carried in her purse.
There were assorted beauty aids,
And items purchased in commerce,
Lots of stuff that jills of all trades
Carry close to get through the day.
Bits and pieces of lives spread out
In a very publicized way.
The gals were nervous some, no doubt.
Later the gals found purse missings
That were Oprah's favorite things.
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