Pink Ladies

PINK SATURDAY

PINK LADIES

I gather you're sort of buskers, 

And you look quite a team!

Good, healthy, well-covered wenches

Who're a little broad in the beam.

I know you perform in New York,

For that's your favourite town,

And each and every one of you

Appears to be a clown.

(I say that in the nicest sense,

For clowning is what I do,

Although I'm not as colourful

Or physical as you.)

I presume you sing and, maybe, dance,

And generally fool around,

And you distribute a program

Saying where you can be found.

You, clearly, have a lot of fun,

And that's what life's about.

You add to the joy of living

Without the slightest doubt.

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ESCAPE!

Every door seems barred to me!

Seems I never will break free!

Caught in a trap! What a situation!

All I have is imagination!

Perched on the parapet! Brolly high!

Escaping means I have to fly!

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