Thursday, January 1, 2015

the purple girl

by annabel lee

a purple girl was sitting on a bench
perusing a red book - "introductory french"
a green panhandler approached with humble mien
she sent him away without a yellow bean

an orange dog approached the damsel next
but she chose not to look up from her text
a gray policeman with a black mustache
reminded her to pick up all loose trash

a pale blue sky of uncontested drear
o'erlooked the scene - unchanged from previous years
behind the bench - but not too far beyond
a shadow stirred beneath a frozen pond

the silver surface of the ice was pierced
suddenly by a crocodile quite fierce
with crimson mouth he seized the studious wench -

a lavender sun shines on the empty bench

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