Fay was away with the fairies
Loves lost dream and high as a coconut shy
She made devil may care seem tame
She made revelling and carousing her game
By daytime she was clean and bright as a button
But lamplight changed her demeanour
like a chameleon she was more of a wanton
One sultry summer night
She got into a fairground fight
And the Police had to pull her out of a fountain.
Alison Jean Hankinson
I think I used this one for humour. We were often referred to as POM’s when we were in the Antipodes. Prisoner of her majesty, as many of the early settlers, were actually from the convict ships sent from England. So even though Fay looked very respectful I wanted to share her darker side…
This is for d’Verse poetics. Our theme was mugshots.