This Rhymes:
Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
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Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
Eye am in a new phase
of My 57 Years:
contending with The Other Woman —
a role I once reluctantly played —
She is dark-haired
(I have acquired samples)
and intriguing
(of course She would have to be that —
My Husband goes after women who are more observant
than He is)
but how will He “treat” Her?
When Eye Rise
In The Morning
It Is To The Early Light
The Subtle Surf
and One Cat — Mine —
Meowing for Me
Maria’s Death was Accidental
No One was to Blame
Not Even God
Eye Dance My Dance
Eye Write My Right
Eye Paint My House
Eye Walk My Walk
And Eye Have My Ultimate Companion
He “treated” Me
like His Fantasy Patient
His Housewife
Maid
Personal Secretary (Oh wait a minute —
that’s Treena — she gets paid)
Lolita
A Prostitute from Time to Time
(and Those weren’t very good times)
Eye laugh at Arrogance —
or do I?
Eye attack dishonesty.
What Else?
M(Eye) Haters on M(Eye) Body
— Shake ‘Em Off
“If You’re going to utter death threats
utter them privately.”
Or worse — I’ve been married to him
and still am!!
OMG DR Blair has his new professional photo
up on Face Book — have you seen it? UGH
OMG He’s just like his cohort
who waggled his tongue at me
at my dinner table in front of his wife!!
Joanna Gilman Hyde 