[Writing 201 : poetry] Sandy Jane, Milly and Violet

There was a man so sour
He got to live by the hour

7:00 Coffee and a prayer
8:00 Tax fees and a checker
9:00 Toffee for the fox terrier
10:00 dishes, papers
and dog by the drawer

Than came little Sandy Jane
Anything but mundane
Dresses, shoes and flashes
She lived like a princess

Free to go, laugh and sing,
Then haul all night long
Till the very morning

Rigid man thought
His case was solid
Sued her in court,
Stood there rigid.

Clock on mind,
He arrived at seven
With coffee to grind
Papilla’s Heaven

Court door locked
Daily schedule blocked
Imagine his surprise
When he saw Sandy
Laying her big eyes
On her dear hubby

The one and only judge
With an obvious grudge
And a hammer named Milly

The neighbor he never met
Destroyed his planet,
His plans, and anxiety net;

Too bad sour man thought
I haven’t told them about
My axe named Violet.

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