Tassels Belong – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Tassel – RDP Tuesday

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Tassels Belong

Tassels belong to an interesting crew,
God asked Moses to make him a few,
and the Rabbis wear them at Sabbath I know,
while the priest ends their stole with a serious row,
academics do like them a lot,
the dress makers too,
but seriously though
there’s one who needs them most
for without them
she’d be starkers of course,
and when varicose Barbara
mounts the Friday night stage
she gives them a whirl
right in front of your face,
and despite the velocity
and your willing them off,
they stay fixed
spinning to the left and to the right,
and just when it’s blurry
and your pint’s now gone
so has Barbara
and her tasselled bits.

Β©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

29 Comments

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29 responses to “Tassels Belong – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. lync56

    Hahaha very funny

    >

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  2. I’m in Kalgoorlie and had a good laugh reading this! I could see one of the old characters I meet along the way looking intently into his pint thinking, “strewth, that was some beer!”

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Well that’s newπŸ˜‚

    Liked by 1 person

  4. So, brilliant and cleverly penned, Paul!! You really sucked us into the imagery!! Ha! Thanks!!!! Super!

    Liked by 1 person

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