Miss America
Miss America takes off her crown,
Tosses her roses in the trash,
Shouts, "bring down the patriarchy!"
And leaves, arm in arm with her new girlfriend.
Sponsors withdraw.
Miss Runner-Up, whose talent was playing the piano
And singing "Wind Beneath My Wings"
Is hastily trotted back out.
Meanwhile,
Miss America sits in a queer coffee bar with her girlfriend, who is wearing
A low-cut red dress and a black choker.
"There goes my apple pie image," says Miss America with a smirk,
As she kisses Veronica's hand; for that is the girlfriend's name, and anyway,
A pageant is for now but love is forever
When Veronica's long canines shine white and
Beautiful as she smiles.
This is great! : )
ReplyDeleteThanks, I'm really pleased that you like it. I had a lot of fun writing it.
ReplyDeleteOh Shay, so sassy, witty and pertinent - just love this character, who couldn't?
ReplyDeleteHehe, I was ahead of my time, with all the hoopla about vampires these days!
ReplyDeleteHa! I love this:
ReplyDelete"Sponsors withdraw.
Miss Runner-Up, whose talent was playing the piano
And singing 'Wind Beneath My Wings'
Is hastily trotted back out."
Love is forever when ... there's always a framework, a stipulation ... and it ends with long white teeth, in one form or another. Blood drawn until your dead, usually metaphorically. But sometimes ...
Tosses her roses in the trash...and I´m cheering already...what a wonderful voice you have...thanks for your garden...
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