Darling, Darling, Madame Rose

Daring, Darling, Madame Rose
Quimzo LaGrande



Darling, darling, Madame Rose,
Now that I’ve restored your nose,
And chin, and neck, and heaven knows,
Each shoulder, and that bust in folds,

I wish, in earns’t, dabble in arm;
A fine one here, it’s quite the charm!
Well beyond a wench’s wing,
An appendage of a royal thing.

Care you try it on for style?
A fashion statement most worthwhile!
A limb you’ll find quite like no other
(Except the left, I’ve in the cupboard.)

Do, Madame, you’ll be most pleased;
Passersby will take great heed
And marvel at your lovely grace,
A fair addition to light your face.

It’s complete with wrist and hand,
Five lovely fingers, long and grand.
How elegantly the elbow’s cocked;
Your audience will be most shocked

And find your loveliness imploring
A striking arm, your greatness growing.
And, if I may, in time present
An ample hip, with your consent,

A leg, a knee, an ankle, toe,
Per haps a set? A beauty show!
You’ll be, my dear, a flower rare,
Guaranteed, beyond compare!

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