Ingenue Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

Ingenue



You've grown into a woman
Your mother would be proud of,
Far beyond your years
But like a nymphet ingenue
As Audrey Hepburn was in Sabrina,

With many suitors with a view on marriage,
As Audrey was for William Holden,
But to meet a suitor as worthy as Bogart,
Not entirely handsome but gruff exterior
Has a charm all its own, an older man

For a younger woman,
Good luck at Columbia and Oxford,
As Audrey returned from school,
She finds herself her proper suitor,
As you will shall too...

Surface appearances aren't everything,
Its what's inside the soul that matters

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