Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 48,706 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Ms Le Quiche - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Tired of wrapping up her naps,
Tied tightly to keep them held in place.
And showing up everywhere.
She knew in her heart,
She had to buy herself...
Some 'good' hair!
To end her anguish and despair.

And that she did.

Anchored to her scalp,
As the wind would blow.
She now glowed as her flowing mane,
Tossed to bounce around below her shoulders.

She made sure the people would know...
No longer will her naps trap!
She's be the 'girl'...
With the swiveling hips.
Flowing lucious hair!
And the one noticed...
To be 'that' girl on the go!

'Excuse me,
But...
Is your name Bertha?
Bertha Jackson? '

Oh no!
You must be mistaken.
My name is Boo'Keisha Rayon.

'I apologize.
There is 'something' about you,
That reminds me of Big Butt B.'

No...
That's not me.
My firends call me Boo-Boo Le Quiche.
I just bet they do.
Ms Le Quiche.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011


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