if i were to construct
a couple with all the green
i saw today, she would be wearing
a tiara dangling green tinsel stars,
a lime green cashmere sweater, low cut so
as to reveal the shamrock tattoo on her left breast.
her green stiletto heels click against the
cement sidewalk, highlighting her green
fishnet stockings terminating at the hem
of her green and white striped miniskirt.
her companion, a middle aged gentleman,
escorts her into the restaurant sporting
a green Mohawk, so freshly cut as to
smell almost like a newly cut grass,
wearing a polka dotted bow tie
and a striped green and white shirt.
no one has shoes as cool as mine.
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