What is this, a joke?
The chooser of words I don’t mean to poke,
fun at, or criticize unfairly
But what a word, just barely
I think. Of what shall I write?
A challenge for sure, on this night.
Being from the west, I’ve rarely heard
Anyone actually saying this word.
But I’ll give it a try
I never say die.
So if in my closet you’d peer
You’d probably turn with a sneer
What? No dresses or feathers or fluff?
How can you wear all this old drab stuff?
There’s leggings and pants, T shirts and sweaters
Nothing lacy or trimmed, and no leathers?
I have one thing to say about what you choose
They’re “comfy” , and I guess, easy to use.
But you need some color and flare
All the navy and black, why is it there?
Your eyes are green, you look good in blue.
You need some help, you certainly do.
She left in a huff
Remarks on the cuff
Boy, she was tough!
I’ve had enough.