Poem 37 of 230:  RODEO DRIVE

 

On visiting Los Angeles,

    I thought I’d walk Rodeo Drive;

I’d passed a few up-market shops

    When an hombre said:  “Take one please.”

 

‘Twas info. on exploitation,

    Which I read that night in my room;

It mentioned of the unfair gap -

    Sweatshop-wages to profit-on.

 

I left him to visit the john,

    Which was all clad in marble stone;

Then I walked, past more fortune-frocks,

    To lunch:  four bucks - fair profit-on.

 

(C) David Franks 2003 - https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com