My lady in wisps
has the smallest of lips
her body’s a perfection
from the nose to the tips
My lady in plaits
now does her own straps
runs wild when she can
has no time for chaps
My lady in clips
is prone to sudden dips
talks not when she’s moody
and has a thing about her hips
My lady in motley
rejects all things most utterly –
her mission to find the real
is taken very seriously
My lady in highlights
has a thing for skylights
wants them in every room
or is up for one of those fights
My lady in Color©
is determined not to look duller
reads copiously on longevity
and swears that sugar’s the killer
My lady in white
is so easy on the sight
her hues from top to toe
are a source of pure delight
