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The Soap Queen

by Nancy Ames

"I impersonate myself
in another place and time,
while I sit here on the shelf
for my old, unconscious crime.

Assessing T.V. damage,
you have to play a role -
it's a novel form of language
but it sure does take its toll.

The sadness of what might have been,
the ignorance of youth,
but he didn't have to be so mean
and a liar spoils the truth.

Somewhere there's a lab-rat
who laughs at all his jokes -
it can't run because it got too fat,
but it will eat until it chokes.

I know I can be quite intense
and my motivation's murky,
but let me say in my defense
that I like my beef quite jerky."

04/16/2008

Author's Note: This is another 'caricature poem', in which the implied speaker is a slightly exaggerated theatrical character.

Posted on 04/17/2008
Copyright © 2024 Nancy Ames

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/17/08 at 02:43 AM

Man...you sure can bring em to life. Great read.

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