Junior Miss Poem by Pamela Spiro Wagner
Junior Miss
Cool as Christmas
plump as a wish
and simon-pure as cotton
you stroll the avenue
mean in your jeans
and the boys applaud.
You toss off a shrug
like a compliment
with a flicker of disdain
catching the whistle
in midair and
flinging it back again.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
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4/19/2024 4:13:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A cute verse on the beautiful girl.