My Eyebrow Curls Like the Devil’s 1955

This is the second in an occasional series of autobiographical poems….

The Gaylynn was only a quarter;
The serial started at ten.
Saturday, every weekend,
I walked to the movies with Ben.

The game, as we walked along North Street,
To walk swiftly, missing each crack.
And Ben, whose stride was much longer,
Left me hurriedly far in the back.

Head down, and stepping with caution,
I ran into a classmate named Sue.
I stumbled, and stammered profusely,
For beside her was Cynthia Drew.

Cynthia was covered with freckles.
She was small, with bright eyes, and brown hair.
And Cynthia made me uneasy,
And Cynthia made me despair.

Then Cynthia smiled at me sweetly.
And regarded me, cocking her head.
“Your eyebrow.¬† It curves like the Devil’s.”
And that was all that she said.

 

Political Light Verse

QueenCaroline1820Have you ever noticed that light verse ages well, especially if it has political undertones?

Consider the following:

Most gracious Queen, we thee implore
To go away and sin no more.
But if that effort be too great,
To go away at any rate.

That’s amusing, even if you don’t know that the reference is to Queen Caroline, the estranged wife of George the Third, or that “go away and sin no more” is from the Bible.

Or this, supposedly found on the collar of Charles the Second’s pet:

I am His Majesty’s dog at Crewe;
Pray, tell me sir, whose dog are you?

 

 

Queen Caroline 1820 by James Lonsdale