I was feeling particularly cynical
when it came to my life
Elegant cars, grand parades
But a melodramatic wife
We lived on the edge
of a town that we knew
the businesses useless
and irrelevant too.
We seemed quite unfit
in the roister found here
As wifey was reticent
As was I, to be clear
Like a carbuncle found
on the butt of a lad
The accessories here
were like some awful fad
We didn’t fit in
like a gold mirror tray
on a gold silk blanket
with tulle all astray.
So we loaded the car
for a much needed change
we drove out of that town
it was all really strange.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Well, that was a doozy! Here is where I got all my words:

• Fandango’s Story Starter #43: I was feeling particularly cynical when it came to…
• FOWC: elegant
• WOTD: carbuncle
• YDWP: roister
• 3TC: unfit, useless, irrelevant
• The Daily Spur: a gold mirror tray on golden silk with tulle
• My Vivid Blog: accessories
• RagTag: melodramatic
• EM’s RWP: reticent