The Ubiquitous Bow
Everywhere now in the RED season—
I mean, do we need a reason
To tie it, meet it, greet it, date it?
Date, Oh... Well, I don’t…ya’ know...but let's go!
The bow. Ribbon, plastic, EVERYWHERE the
Do you have a bow? Will you bow for it?
How about a beau? A friend has one, I know. I’m all for that! Jack Spratt ate no fat…I'm eating chicken soup.
Bo Bo, Let's GO!
Bo Derek, Bow tie, Bojangles, Bodiddly,
Get out the fiddle and let’s play, “Riu Riu Chiu”
And then say, there’s Botox, Bo, Bo, Little Bo Peep,
I had a beau, but I was fit to be tied
All the time, so no more, no mas, no more or less.
Let's see now…Everywhere the RED bows. Bo, Bo, Beau…
It's agreed upon, kind of an ethic, it says "Merry...Holiday..."
Buy me, try me, Let's have a drink me. But think about it...
It seems so simple, but kind of frantic, Everyone
with the same bow...so...what?
I ran out of rhymes, but took a break. For heaven's sake,
I'm back now. Cut me some slack.
Look at all these bows. Oops...Typed blows…blow it out,
Blow your nose, bow out, bow down, tie me up
With a red ribbon, and let me go!
ONLY 20 more shopping days until, you know,
|Camilla has doubts...|
|Camilla says NO!|