Two Geezerettes - Poem by Norma Hass
There was an old dame of Dundee
Who climbed to the top of a tree
And shouted aloud
To the gathering crowd,
'I am me, I am me, I am me! -
And I see farther than you can see.'
There was an old Dame of Nantucket
Who kept her dead goose in a bucket.
'Yes, I know that it's dead, '
The old lady said,
'But I'm too sentimental to chuck it-
And it doesn't peck now when I pluck it.'
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Alas, Jenny Joseph's emblems of eccentricity, purple clothing and a red hat, have become the uniform of a club with all sorts of rules.
So it goes. Today's rebellion becomes tomorrow's conformity.
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