I have a beau.
He’s from Idaho.
I am a Spanish-Eskimo!
(un, one momento . . .  )
He’s a Westward ho!
“Bravissimo!”
(I have a little Italian in me!)
He’s Greek.
But, a real Jo, ya know. . .
Not much dough, but, owes
No one.
No overflow, either, “eau de none”
But, he’s really fun! ...although, I foreknow,
regarding my herd of buffalo,
apropos, this beau will probably go
incognito . . .
He’ll be “Over the Rainbow!”
Back to learn of Diderot. . .
Kissing goodbye his “Lil’ Dido”
(...that’s his nickname for me...and isn’t it funny how
history repeats itself?)
Where are my stilettos?
It’s time I heigh ho it. . .
Back to the snow!
Back to my herd, to sow
my "whoa and woe’s" over him . . .
I can see me, now, in my Alaska, smoking my tobacco,
under blue skies of cold indigo
reminiscing of this, buffalo hatin’ potato gigolo!

It’s,  so time,  I go!

Copyright 2009
Kimmy Van Kooten