Where Mrs. Oates Will Sit Poem by Donal Mahoney
Where Mrs. Oates Will Sit
Waiting in his Cadillac, silver gray,
Dr. Oates swerves his lighter
to his green panatela.
Next to Dr. Oates,
a poodle, silver gray, barks
where Mrs. Oates will sit
in moments now,
when from the beauty shop,
coiffed silver gray,
majestically she issues.
Monday, June 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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4/25/2024 1:14:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a great visual picture this piece depicts! Simply great write!