Haiku for Cecily
After Cecily
Lady at the bar
invisible to tender
serves the young dude first
Roll your eyes behind
my back at your peril, son
I still have jandal
Fat makes veins narrow
salt hardens the arteries
takeaways the heart
Nod gravely stroke chin
only to realise that
gravy is on chin
Trying to boogie
displacment of the earth's crust
panic at disco
Does a dying swan
also see her graceful neck
grow a thick wattle?
And decolletage
what does that mean anyway?
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