I Feel the Temperature’s a-Rising

Anticipation, imagination, makes me salivate…

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While I wait for my date,

here’s what I contemplate:

is it frilly or lacy

or mundane or racy;

gaudy or naughty

or humble or haughty;

stretchy or itchy

or seemless or stitchy;

red or black silk,

perhaps whiter than milk;

public or private

(what will I arrive at?).

Utilitarian,

antiquitarian,

complicatarian,

destined for marryin’?

Yes, I confess,

while I’m waiting, I guess:

for the best contemplation

is imagination.

By Ken Gosse

From: United States

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