The Little Old Ladies Who Broke All The Rules
come now dear ladies
what do you say
what shall we do
on this beautiful day
do we plan protests
break a few rules
go all political
call out the fools
do we wear purple
with shiny red boots
don a tiara
give folks some hoots
tackle our climate
it's changing quite fast
knock on the right doors
with proof we've amassed
perhaps we go girly
recapture our youth
gossip, confessions
secrets and truth
we've lived life quite nicely
on this we agree
not done till it's over
seems so to me
Dearest Helen,
ReplyDeleteAt old(er) age we can break some rules!
Hugs,
Mariette
Ha ha....thank you for a well needed chortle today...delightful rhyming poem !... Rall
ReplyDeleteAll the things I'd like to do...red boots, protests and calling out the fools :)
ReplyDeleteNever too late to break all the rules!! (love the image)
ReplyDeleteHa, I LOVE the photo, and the title of the book your book club is reading. Here on the Island, we have the Raging Grannies who show up at protests to save the trees. They even sing! I so enjoyed your poem. Grinning.
ReplyDeleteLove the title you used and the clever and fun poem. Go old ladies and lead the way!
ReplyDeleteSorry, this is Debi.
DeleteI'm totally adding this one to my list. I love people--particular vintage people--who refuse to step into the box society builds for them. I can't wait to read what these crones get up to!
ReplyDeleteNow... where did I put my red boots?
DeleteThis is a lovely fun poem, makes me want to read the book , loved the pic too
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun book, Helen. I see you as someone who likes to break rules!
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