ghazal (ruby slippers)
I tiptoe to your house in my ruby slippers
I have a date to dance in my ruby slippers
Twirling toes in holly halls take merry chances
Dervish dances in my pointy ruby slippers
Tie your bow tie, quick as it spins my darling
I’ll spin and spoon with you in my ruby slippers
I wade through frozen snow, they’re in my hand, held tight,
My own sparkly optimistic ruby slippers
I hide them in my mufti army surplus bag
Wrapped in plain brown paper, my two ruby slippers
I’ll give you an emerald tie pin, a present
To match the bling of my magic ruby slippers
Our karaoke poetry melts all the hearts.
I know all the words in my bright ruby slippers
Cinderella’s sisters will have no truck with me,
I twirl my petticoats, oh! my ruby slippers
With holly, ivy, mistletoe, we’ll pull crackers
And eat hot plum pudding from my ruby slippers
The last waltz will be Ann’s fandango made of love
As we jive forever in our ruby slippers!
Gus Jonsson
Sat 11th Dec 2010 15:48
Delightful Ann...
However I changed your Gaz line to Skimpy Knickers and reread the poem....
Forgive me but I prefer my adaptation...
Lots of love xx
Gus