A Twirl and a Grimace

MOTION

A TWIRL AND A GRIMACE!

Not a violent movement,
Only a little twirl,
With eyes half-closed and slitty
And lips with a grotesque curl.
I was telling an anecdote
Obviously with emotion,
When Malcolm took this photograph
Of spectacle-twirling motion!
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It really is one of the greatest  put-downs of all Cinematic Time!

MOVIE MOTIVATION!

'Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn!'

That's Clark Gable of course,

Before he's turning on his heel

And leaping on his horse!

There's never been a closing line

More positively crushing!

Poor Vivien! She went quite pale,

When, before, she'd been sweetly blushing!

I've always longed to use those words,

With a flourish,  all devil-may-care,

And the other day friend Margie

Presented me with a dare.

'I dare you' she said 'To say those words

To the very first person you meet!

The very first one who speaks to you

In the shops or on the street!'

Well, I'm not one to turn my back

On a harmless bit of fun

So I said 'You're on! I'll use those words

Today! To the very first one!'

So off I set walking to the store

And who should I meet but Herb,

And, as he approached, he suddenly fell,

Tripping over the kerb.

'Help! Help!' he cried; an anguished cry!

I heard him plead and beg,

As he lay in the gutter at my feet

Nursing his broken leg.

It was all bent up beneath him,

It looked decidedly queer,

But I simply couldn't resist the chance

Of saying 'Frankly, my dear....'

'Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn!'

I said with my head in the air.

It did look rather nasty,

But a dare is still a dare.

The ambulance siren was blazing;

He just lay there and bled!

Margie will be so pleased to hear

How well I kept my head!
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