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Lady Lucretia was a model of decorum.
But that summer’s eve the minstrel arrived,
Her dignity skipped merrily away,
With prudence and pride at its side.
With petticoats aflounce and feet aflight,
Showing more pantaloon than propriety,
Her ladyship was no lady that night.
Written for dVerse Poet's Pub, where Toni serves up "skip" as the prompt for Quadrille Monday. In case you are like me and don't know what a quadrille poem is, it has exactly 44 words.