Written by Line Monique Gauthier |
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-cinquain monorhyme-


Her name was Marie-Antoinette

As she said it she did a pirouette

And wow what a silhouette

Coquette she wore an amulet

Feared nothing short of a bayonet


Forgot the laundry it was still wet

I got hungry and craved an omelet

Asked M-A to join me in my Corvette

Drove to the closest luncheonette

Ordered baguette and anisette


We talked right until the sun set

She showed me a statuette

She dreamt of a trip to Tibet

So we jumped on a jumbo jet

Me her and the rest of the jetset


Across the aisle was the oddest duet

He played the clarinet she the castanet

While Marie-Antoinette rhymed the alphabet

Dancing and waving with a serviette

Try and imagine this strange vignette


Marie-Antoinette Marie-Antoinette

Forever in her debt

Not so easy to forget

I only have one regret

I left Marie-Antoinette back in Tibet


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Author: Line Monique Gauthier
I started writing poetry as a teenager and the passion for it flourished since retiring. I also dabble in photography, watercolour and acrylics. I created what I call Flash Memory Therapy. I am an active member of Haiku Canada and My poetry is down-to-earth and meant to be understood as opposed to impress with hifalutin words.
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