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In a sarcastic tone, someone
called me "Paul Picasso."
I was flattered.
That night, I dreamt about
Her second nose
was obviously mine!
I asked her where
she was going.
To see Dr. Paul, she said.
The flattery was compounded.
with a therapist named
Paul Weston.
The flattery was replaced by intrigue.
My character is named Frances Greer.
and a limousine.
I asked where she was going.
I'm not going anywhere.
The limousine will transport
your fiance and her two cats
from New York to California.
The U-Haul will follow the limo
with all her possessions.
Then the phone rang and it was my fiance.
I told Carol that I had a solution
to our bi-coastal dilemma.
What I told Carol
may or may not have
been part of the dream.
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Who said that?
ReplyDelete—P. P. Petard
Did I say that?
—Mrs. Carpeo
Sounds like a plan.
—Mr. Carpeo's favorite soubrette
When you multiply personalities,
Deleteyou multiply my appreciation of same.
But I always thought soubrette
was an alternative to ice cream.
Sorry, sobriquet.
DeleteNo need to apologize:
DeleteMisspelled words can be
valuable touchstones.
PS
Sobriquet sounds like
an ice cream with
a charcoal flavor.