Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Fake Fink

My sister-in-law was so beautiful
I always envied her: everything!
She was tall and blonde
Always had a smile upon her face
She drew the crowds with her grace
She had them laughing at her jokes
Yes! She had all the blokes
Lining up to be close
I'll always remember her attire
She was a game one to be sure
I felt like the ugly duckling
Whenever she was near
One night she wore a pant-suit
With a slit from ankle to hip
Looked like she wore 
Absolutely nothing: underneath it!
She wore a beautiful coat
To cover everything
Ready for her unveiling!
When she reached the door
Had everybody staring
When she stepped up 
To that well lit dance floor!
There was dear Deb 
Wearing her Fake Fink 
(Her pretend Mink)
Always looking like a million Dollars

RIP dear Deb We miss you!




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