The Cursed Cheap.
TODAY'S INTERVIEW
(A Poem of Unworthiness)
O Pantyhose!
You promised strong hold--
Clutching my thigh all day,
Not a slip, inch down--
And yet at Jules Joffrin*,
I found you 'round my knees,
Forced
to stop and buy new.
O Pantleg!
You of the fragile hem--
A mere tug by a passerby's foot,
and you display your frayed self--
Dragged the Paris sidewalk
As I ran
For tape to hold you up.
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*The Metro stop near Emily's apartment in 2004.
posted by Emily @ 7:25 PM
3 comments
3 Comments:
Haha, that's a good one. Not that I know about it from experience.
you prolly do do Mike (not that there's anything wrong with that.. ;-)
I really, really, REALLY enjoy this poem. Emily put the least amount of effort into this post, yet it is among my favorites. I wonder what it is about it...
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