Catching Up With a Debutante

Catching Up With a Debutante

Debs always used to waddle just

a little bit,

well more like a duck, actually ..

I thought it was

very sexy though and fancied

the pants off her ..

I guess it was something to do

with the way she

wore her blue nurses uniform

cut long, but tight ..

Later, I found out, it was to do

with her hips,

which were sharp as brand new

razor blades ..

Deb had dark hair and pale skin,

and was thin as

a rake beautiful, which of course,

was all the rage,

back in the day, oh’ and I think she

was Irish, but she

never let on and carried no accent

about her at all ..

Her boyfriend by the way had some

kind of problem

and unable to walk without sticks ..

Oh’ my word,

I did hate him back then and just

for the record,

Deb once left a silver charm bracelet

behind on my bed

where she knew I would find it when

she eventually went home ..

Now I seem to recall at

the time, that I thought and I hoped

she would be back

to collect it, she never did though ..

and I think

I might still have it somewhere ..

Nevertheless,

and regardless, I’m sure the last time

I saw her, she was still

waddling but slowly down High Street

with twins, in a buggy ..

I don’t suspect tho, for one moment she

caught sight of me too ..