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The Floozy
 ... an after Christmas poem

The Floozy

A big, blowzy tree,
Like a woman of the night,
worldly and knowing,
It stood
A little crooked in its bright red stand,
Branches sagging and weaving
Under the weight of gaudy ornaments
And shimmering lights

Blinking

Its branches askew
A little short of needles,
It stood
At the end of the room
Through all the days of Christmas.

It warmed our hearts
It made us laugh

And isn't that just about the best a

Christmas tree can do?

Ronnie Angelus says: "There are three things that make my life work: Talking to my daughter who opens vistas to me and makes me laugh; being in the circle of the Divas, my writing group, who shout "go girl" and give me standing ovations with their smiles and tears; sitting next to Mary and Claude Paradis during Sunday Mass at St. Joan of Arc, which is as close to pure goodness as I will know in this lifetime."
Ronnie B. Angelus
2005

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