The Fashion Plate by Raymond A. Foss
Walking on the path Looking for a gator Down by the water A star preens for me And my camera Waiting in the sun On the hot blade of the tall grasses Bouncing on the branch Poised and posed Waiting for the casting call
A dragonfly, Again, Cocked its wings Harried jet Jumped from the perch As I focused Coy now are we As she alights again In the same spot
Patience rewarded For the photo shoot Seven dances of the same Choreography Me and thee My model As I got closer and closer
Filling the frame Seeing the eyes The cellophane And the segmented tail A little coquettish Betty Grable In The Shot or maybe, Was that good for you Mr. Demille?
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