Infamous Laydeez: Ms. Montez, Ma’am

Oh, let us sing sweet Lola of
Toured the Wild when it was West
Seizing every passing chance
Satisfying each behest
To do her tarantella dance
Wherein she, with elegance
Lifted all her skirts enough
Might as well be in the buff!

Better never place a slur
Upon her dubious honor
Even a small hum’rous quip —
For she’d settle the affair
Catch the poor guy unaware
Disrespect from him to pare
Belab’ring him most soundly there
With her riding whip…



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A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet

Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land

Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap

Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak

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