Hold My Purse Until I Get Back

Hold My Purse Until I Get Back

 

By Elton Camp



Robert’s wife sees a long-lost friend

And leaves him with her purse to tend



Somehow, that makes him fair game

For any snide remark, however lame



A man calls out, “Why hi there homo

You carry your purse wherever you go.”



Then a young woman makes a catty cry

“Why, for a purse like yours I’d die.”



Robert just grins but he doesn’t mind

She leaves & he gets a peek at her behind



At the next rude sneer he knows what to do

“Watch out or I’ll snap my compact at you.”



Because in his own masculinity he’s okay

He can laugh at people who talk that way



“My friends all know I don’t carry a purse

So why at total strangers should I curse?”




Comments:
 
Desiree   Desiree wrote
on 10/22/2011 1:06:08 PM
You're right! I love the last verse.

Desiree   Desiree wrote
on 10/22/2011 1:04:07 PM
Ur writings bless me...everytime.

Desiree   Desiree wrote
on 10/22/2011 1:02:44 PM
This is a reflection of my heart cry in recent times. I love it.

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