Walking, Talking Sack Dress

WALKING, TALKING SACK DRESS

To Peggy

 

I was walking one night a year ago,

Walking down a shady lane

            Through the snow.

When I heard something in the brush ahead.

The rustling it made almost scared me dead.

I went closer to it,

Trying to see.

When something jumped out

And headed for me.

 

It was the worse sight and you know the rest.

It was a walking, talking sack dress!

 

            Oh, is it a monster?

            Or is it a disease?

            It was a walking,

            Talking chemise!