Double Trouble

Little Sally Yoohoo McGraw
Was the prettiest girl you ever saw.

With hair of gold and eyes of blue,
her nose was straight,
but her chins were two.

This tragic flaw,
so small to most,
is now renowned
from coast to coast.

For vengance lurked in Sally’s soul,
Sweet but dark,
It took its toll.

But let me take you from the start,
When Sally was
still pure of heart.

And none
around her seemed to know,
That underneath her pretty bow,
of yellow polka dots and blue
There lay, the culprit , number two.

School: a blast
her marks: a breeze.
No fisty cuffs
no scratched-up knees

In answer to the question "who’d
be voted Miss most likely to…. "
….. do well in sport, or life or art?
Our Sally always took the part.

Until that fateful afternoon
Friday thirteenth, month of June.
The ribons of her bow did fray
and second chin saw light of day

With woeful wobbles
and a shake
its rightful place,
that chin did take.

This blubber mass
So pale and creased,
from bondage long,
at last, released.

And pasty as an Englishman
in contrast to her perfect tan.

With purple lumps and warts all hairy
the sight of it was downright scary.

The teacher shrieked,
the children gaped
to see the chin that had escaped.

At this, young Sal,
was heard to shout
“Oh rats & mice,
my secret’s out.”

Wild screams broke out
at every pitch,
“Get lost!”, “Clear off”,
“You sneaky Witch”

Chin in hand, poor Sally fled,
But dropped it,
tripped and banged her head.

Midst jeers and calls, brave Sally stood,
She knew the others were no good.

So out the schoolroom door , she ran,
A purple blush beneath her tan.

Eyes ablurr, her head abuzz
She held the chin up by its fuzz.

And raced and ran
And panting fast,
She made it to her home, at last.

(to be contd.)
And there for a reason none can explain
She burst right through a window pane.

Head aflame, but focus keen
Across the hall her eyes did glean
Mom & Dad, in picture frame
The guilty pair, THE ONES TO BLAME.

There, the same twin chins did sag,
Family plagues, to taunt and nag.

’Twas then Sal knew which course to take
And felt her heart grow bold and quake
(To be continued)

Double Trouble

Mike Dineen

Paris, France

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A tragic tale of a pretty(?) little girl’s revenge

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