I found my own niche,
my slice of the pie,
cutting up kitsch,
dumped Sweet Low—baked high
Or do I mean quiche?
Or tart a la mode?
I don’t know, sheesh,
all 3, I suppose.
Now life’s wedge of cake,
peace of refinest,
I’m Marie Antionette
–call me: Her Highness.
Comments are closed.