Contemporary Coupling (a Ballad)

by on April 6, 2014 :: 0 comments

Two gals decked in ribbons,
Some gents sporting tails.
Went swirling ‘round the dance floor,
‘til the women swapped their males.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

My partner spoke in riddles.
That link, he ragged my brain.
He answered but a little,
So I’d see him again.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

We talked until the new sun,
Floated up the sky.
My resistance became undone;
He was a clever guy.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

Next, we supped together,
Strolling, shopping, all the same.
My code was growing thinner,
While I hardly knew his name.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

My best girl, she thought love was
Coloring my cheeks.
She pointed toward a single cause,
Though we’d coupled just a week.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

A fortnight, still together,
The russet one and I.
I might last near forever,
With this the red-haired guy.

Hi de hi ho,
Hi de hi hee,
The russet one’s
The man for me.

editors note:

A swap meet, color-matched mystery – hi de hi ho, indeed! – mh

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