Wear What and Go Where
I went to a wild Halloween party on a dark night,
with a guy dressed up like a Knight.
I was a British Queen fit for a golden throne,
but, by the end- my crown I had thrown.
I danced with a man who had a tail,
and others- that will make a nice tale.
I was approached by a man quite pasty pale,
later, in the evening I was sick in a pail.
A bit wobbly I lost my balance on a stair,
and tumbled as everyone there stopped to stare.
So, I went looking for my "him,"
and found my Knight singing a hymn.
I just waited for the end standing by his side,
but, it went on and on- as I mumbled and sighed.
By this time . . . my feet were in pain,
I was sure they would shatter like a window pane.
Angry and frustrated I looked at my cache,
and for a taxi home I have just enough cash.
So, I fled that Halloween party without being seen,
'cause, I just had to get away from that awful scene.
I slurred my address loudly for the taxi driver to hear,
and finally by some miracle I am finally here.
Safe and sound in my lovely, cozy, quiet home,
or as a proper British Queen would say hom.
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October 13, 2022
Poetry/Homephone Rhyme/Wear What and Go Where
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1494-218-13
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Homephone Rhyme
sponsor, Hat Bueckert, Judged 11/13/2022
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2022
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