It's a night full of singing and everyone is funny
But my dilemma came from what to wear
This very problem gave me much despair
Black was the color our outfits had to be
But the catch was an accent for everyone to see
Hats and bracelets, ribbons and bows
I wanted to be different with the accent I chose
Thoughts flew through my mind but nothing was great
I needed an idea before it got late
The pressure was on what would I do
Colored stockings, burgundy, now that would be new
Off to the store with my fingers crossed
Hoping my effort would not be lost
Down the isle at a feverish pace
There I found my stockings starring me in the face
So I went home to see my outfit complete
Boy was I in for a very big treat
One last glance in the mirror just to make sure
My outfit looked great now out the door!
- A Fashion Conscious Girl
The burgundy stockings with black looks really good! I would have never thought of that, but it is such a great idea. Good thinking! Your poem flows so nicely, and I love how its simple to read so you can tell how you were feeling while reading.
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