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primp

Jana Satterlund

I’m slipping on my dancing shoes
and deciding what to wear,
moving to my favorite song
and playing with my hair.

I'm singing to the mirror now
and pouting lip stick on,
making sure my cheeks are blushed
and all my freckles gone.

I’m mix and matching jewelry,
sprits perfume in the air and swirl.
I’ll dance to being young tonight,
Oh so lucky being a girl!

I’m slipping on my dancing shoes
and playing with my hair.
What fun would being woman be
without the primp and flair?
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Submitted on May 01, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AbxB xxxx cdxd ABcb
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 467
Words 89
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4
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Jana Satterlund

I wrote my first poem at the age of 10. Although I enjoyed reading and writing poetry, I didn't truly appreciate it until a few years ago. At 21 I started really writing for myself as a release. It has surely become my escape, my late night ritual, my confession. I feel honored to be a part of this community where so many talented poets come together. I appreciate any sentiment and am elated at the opportunity to comment on so many beautiful pieces! more…

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