I HAVE A HEYDAY WITH WORDPLAY.
BUT THIS HAPPENS TO ME EVERYDAY.
CAN'T KEEP THE WORDS AT BAY,
NAY, THEY KEEP COMING MY WAY.
ALL I CAN SAY:
IT'D BE GREAT IF THIS WORDPLAY WOULD PAY.
ANYWAY, EVERYTHING IS GOOD - IT'S ALL OKAY,
WHATEVER HAPPENS...COME WHAT MAY.
SO HERE IS THE ACTUAL POEM:
SATURDAY AT BLOOMIE'S STORE,
I’LL BE AT YOUR DOOR.
I DON’T WANT TO BE A BORE,
BUT YOU SEE, THERE’S MORE.
AT MY VERY CORE,
IT’S MAKE-UP I ADORE.
THIS ISN’T EXACTLY ANY FOLKLORE,
AND I HOPE THERE ISN’T ACTUALLY ANY GORE.
WE COULD DO THIS & THAT, OR
AT LEAST, NOTHING THAT MAKES ME SORE.
SO YOU SEE THERE’S NOTHING FOR,
BUT TO MAKE ME LOOK GOOD; EACH AND
EVERY PORE.
WAIT FOR IT….WAIT FOR IT…
BY NOW, I’M ASSUMING…
YOU’RE COMPLETELY FLOORED!!
(SO I BOOKED A FREE MAKE-UP SESSION WITH
MY FAVORITE MAKE-UP GUY AT BLOOMIES.
THIS AMAZING POEM CAME TO ME, AND I
FINISHED IT IN ABOUT 3 MINUTES
AND SENT IT TO HIM!!!!
I AM SERIOUSLY GOOD AT WORDPLAY!!!!
THAT'S WHY I LOVE PERFORMING MY ONE-
WOMAN CONCERTS!!!! IT IS A GREAT OUTLET
FOR ALL MY CREATIVE ENERGY...
UNFORTUNATELY MY NEXT CONCERT
ISN'T UNTIL FEB.7TH...SIGH...
I WILL JUST HAVE TO
HANG IN THERE UNTIL THEN!!!)
