Poetry

“When I Heard Dame Darcy Sing ‘Naked Ladies Race'”

Tell ya what! So, um, this toon by the Dame, well,
When this dame starts with her sangin…
With this one she can’t help but sing it
Over-sing it
Over…over…over…over…
Spinnin round & twirlin over…
Over…over…over…over.
Dizzydizzydizzydizzy?

Throwin up
& over.
Uh, Rover? Hold-her-

(givver-a-chair?)…
O, one, two, three free Yes, for days! She sings steeper
In whirls deeper
For days & Spinnin-inn-magic-carpet-cadence…
O, rounda-rounda-rounda-

Slow…slow…slow…spin…
Slow…slow…slow—

OFF.
Kilter.
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