Showing posts with label dress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dress. Show all posts

Thursday, April 4, 2024

Dress, Dress, comic poem 395 by Angela Lasnbury




Delightful dress

Relieves distress

On my birthday

I looked my best


On other days

I sometimes don't dress

'til just before lunch

I shouldn't confess


Took an hour to prepare

More or less

Keep re-using this picture, 

I shall confess


I practise dressing

Every day

And learned to do it

Many ways


Dressed like a girl

Not like a boy

Not like a robot

But like a toy


Overdressed for work

Undressed for play

Dressed up for night

Dressed down for day


Dress to impress

Dress your best

Hurry up

You look a mess


Dress, fine dress

Toes up to chest

For east or west

Like mother bird in her nest


Dress, dress

I confess

I am half dressed

More or less


Dress foa party

A celebration

A religion

Or a nation


A policeman

Or a nurse

Bandages

Or something worse


Dress as a fairy

Or a witch

Or a dog

Or a bitch


Hire an outfit

Make your own

Split the seams

Lightly sewn


Wear a uniform

Attracting scorn

Attraction pride

Morning suit for a ride


Lots of pockets

Where I hide

Hankies and tampax

Deep inside


Crown it all

With a grand hat

Wear smart shoes

Left on the mat


In the drawers

In a box

Out of season

Winter socks


Clothes for a girl

Clothes for a boy

Dress as you like

More to enjoy.

-ends-

Written Thursday 4th April 2024. Revised Friday 5th 2024. Some people might like the short, snappy first draft of the poem of the day. 
The second version might improve the rhythm, or develop a philosophy, or link one verse with the next or amplify the theme or remove irrelevancies which were stuck in to make a rhyme, when a new, better idea occurs to me later.
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Friday, September 29, 2023

Excuse, Excuse comic poem 233 by Angela Lansbury

Angela Lansbury in swimsuit with umbrella. Photo by Trevor Sharot. Copyright.


 Look, I can't go swimming today

The sky is looking too hazy

Pollution might damage my lungs

The worry will drive me crazy


My husband's looking suspicious

Sys, 'Your haze is a distraction

The swim will bring more benefits

Getting fit is the attraction


I sigh. I don't think he's right

I think I should think about it

Haze danger's a newsworthy fright

If they report, I don't doubt it


I'll dress and take one step outside

Just sniff and see the way things go

If I have trouble with breathing

Then surely I'll instantly know


In swimsuit outside one minute

The same as starting any task

Forget doubts. You must begin it

Leave old excuses in the past


Every action has a downside

Just think about the later good

I'll just step out and look about

Don't you agree with me, I should?


Alas I've lost a lot of time

Writing you this comic poem

Instead of going, gave advice

On things you're already knowing


Now my chance is nearly over

My hour for swimming almost past

But at least we have a poem

This good mind exercise will last.

-ends-

Copyright Angela Lansbury 2023

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