One Will Between Friends
In opting for a greyer black
And low-cut bodice, front and back
Accessorised in peach and lime
I make a statement of our time
That hist'ry sha'n't confute.
So let them ridicule who will
My haberdasher's lack of skill
In days to come, the gawping throng
Shall carve my monument in song
And bolster my repute
| Contributors: | Roland, TG. |
| Poem finished: | 18th September 2005 by Roland. |