Folks called her Melba,
“The Toast Of The Town”
Each night she’d swirl
tassels and pasties around,
She’d shimmy and shake,
as lithe as a snake,
charming men to lay their money down.
Melba lived the life of a star
as the “Toast Of The Town”…
after the crowds had gone home,
and the lights were turned down.
She had glamour, acclaim,
greenbacks, champagne, and fame…
and her passion for men was renowned.
But alas our girl Melba,
“The Toast Of The Town”
learned life in the fast lane
wore prettiness down.
Wrinkles and bags
turned her into a hag
with a face like a clown.
One night poor drunk Melba,
in a torn ragged gown,
stumbled into the sea
where she floundered and drowned.
Her ship sailed away…
heavy price to be paid…
for life as “The Toast Of The Town”.
Michelle Close Mills ©
M.Rose
sad story/poem
enjoyed it though..........
wow
Sounds like quite the lady. What a compelling story you weave through your powerful words--thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
CJ
Love Tinka
Felix
Take care,
Sherry