The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Daffy Louise

I know a lady named Louise and she is a trained General Surgeon of the highest magnitude.  Louise could cut on any type of patient and always had good outcomes in every sense.  Louise was marvelous and I liked her instantly.  That said, Louise one day was busy in Strawberry Red Dans Cherry Bowl and she lost a finger nail in the assortment of cherries and pits that was on the bottom of the bowl.  Not a big problem.  But if you see Louise, please tell her that she looks good in Light Blue Pajamas with the footies on the bottom. 
I think Louise was a really fun and creative person, but she sadly was not enamored with the idea of cooking strawberries to make pies or to make preserves.  This was just not her liking.  So sadly, had she been a true connoisseur of the Strawberry Jam, perhaps Strawberry Red Dan might have been busier collecting photographs of surgeon generals to add to his collection of photographs of military generals that he proudly displays in his attic by the bowl of strawberries that is everlasting and that he put there once but never realized what they were and soon forgot that they even existed. 
Daffy was her name too.  It was fun to see her greet visitors with her luxury yacht that she sailed once a week on the harbor in Bermuda.  She was too peaceful and she really loved to dance the ballet as well. 
Daffy Louise, I know you for such a small day in my life, but I remember your early morning rising and I remember your careful touch on the bowel of joy that I once thought might be my friend as well. 
Best Wishes and Good luck with those pajamas too. :)  Thanks!

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