Musings by The Poet Loriet
Fashion Sense
Would you still love me
if I were a vegan with rosebushes,
a lithe body and bushy hair
that curled in crazy ringlets?
Or if I became proficient at Yoga,
tapped into my psychic powers
and tamed a pot-belly pig
to be my armchair companion?
What if I pierced my right nostril,
covered my skin with tattooed butterflies
and grew moss on the North side of my house?
And if you didn't,
would I still be able to mix and match
my Garanimals until I made the
perfect combination
or would I be too many shades off
on the color charts?
Lori Beal
if I were a vegan with rosebushes,
a lithe body and bushy hair
that curled in crazy ringlets?
Or if I became proficient at Yoga,
tapped into my psychic powers
and tamed a pot-belly pig
to be my armchair companion?
What if I pierced my right nostril,
covered my skin with tattooed butterflies
and grew moss on the North side of my house?
And if you didn't,
would I still be able to mix and match
my Garanimals until I made the
perfect combination
or would I be too many shades off
on the color charts?
Lori Beal
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