Calamity Jeanne

Calamity Jeanne is not her name
She's much too cheerful for that
She's earned her fame as a happy dame
Who laughs at the drop of a hat

Jeanne has a smile a whole mile wide
She's spirited as can be
She's a cuddly gal, I must confide
The perfect cuddle for me

Her dad was Art, her mother Em
They were a twosome of happy souls
Of course Jeanne got her genes from them
They did well in their parental roles

I implore Jeanne to stick around
Her presence is so delightful
If ever I thought she was elsewhere bound
For me, it would be most frightful

How lucky was I to find my Jeanne
Losing her, would bring on insanity
I can't imagine a Jeanne-less scene
She's my gal that has no calamity

by Stan Cooper...8/99 graphic by Don Hunt

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Written on 2007-12-20 at 22:32

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
May ,Jeanne , be with you , a force of , great , joy of fun , and all that s good in any woman.
All the best , Stan a lovely write with great art of Don.
Ken ( D Williams )