Toast Girl

January 12th, 2012

“What do you mean you’ve never heard a dove cry?”

I don’t suppose you’ve ever seen
The wondrous sigh of fair
Joanna, the wild and thoughtful girl,
Who keeps toast in her hair?

Crazy styles are out the door
And heated bread is in,
Just do a favour now and then
And wipe the crumbs from off her chin.

Entry Filed under: God damn poetry,Ian