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Flat-out Flustered Philanderer
Long ago, singing days, swinging and swaying to standards
Regulars down with the drill: no dating Amy
This old guy approaches, asking for “anything Gershwin”
His ancient, rheumy eyes focus on my rack like radar
Customers see the sad, familiar scenario
And if they could they’d counsel him to cool it
He’s nearer; breath reeks of bourbon and Bel-Airs
Tells me he’d love to lavish me with luncheon
My friend snickers: Here comes the hard-ass handslap
Old codger grins at thoughts of snowing on my green young grass
“Just ’cause I go crazy getting on my Gershwin
doesn’t mean I canoodle and cavort with his contemporaries.”
With that, he toddles off, tipping me a ten.
Poor old guy, chasing the chastising chick.
© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Trying my hand at dverse’s call for accentual alliteration. It’s complicated stuff, and I’m not sure I have all the rules down, but it was a fun write, and my BFF John will tell you, the story is absolutely true! Also “on the sidelines” at my two poetic piano bars, Imaginary Garden With Real Toads and Poets United.
Peace, Amy
Sharp Little Pencil 
brian miller
snowing on my green young grass…omg….ha…love your phrasing in this amy…ha…ugh…i dont know whether to laugh or cringe a bit…he’s got his ulterior motive for sure, i wonder if that has ever worked for him…you alliterations are awesome, ha…
heidi
excellent and fun alliteration. rack radar is so annoying you jammed efficiently.
coalblack
Crazy coo coo codgers capitulating to captivating standard singers…what’s not to like?
Tony Maude
Salacious senior’s sleazy approach
brilliantly repelled by appropriate riposte … smiles
Fun poem, not such a fun situation.
Sharp Little Pencil
Ha, it happened all the time. Some gentlemen, the more they drink, the younger they believe they are!!!
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Love this amy… and that stanza
“Just ’cause I go crazy getting on my Gershwin
doesn’t mean I canoodle and cavort with his contemporaries.”
had me lauging out loud :-
grapeling
Amy, I’d probably ask just to get slapped down like that. Better to have been bazooka-d with verve than never to have been an ass at all. Or something. Really like this piece. ~ M
Seb
A man after my own heart.
I HAVE A VOICE
what a terrific poem!
Sara v
Rocking the prompts again, Amy!! love that word canoodle…:-)
vandana
nice description
oldegg
You were too kind. I loved your “Chasing the chastising chick.”
Marian
lavish you with luncheon? ravish you with somethin’, more like. 🙂