Saturday, 8 June 2013

PERSEPHONE SCHENECTADY

a sad, unnecessarily long saga

by dizzyizzy in a tizzy


schenectady, new york, was where persephone
established her profession as
a high class hooker.  She had cornered all
the corners in financial square, where men
of wealth and fitful health would linger when
they had a buck or two to spend on frivols
offered by persephony for just
an ounce of gold.  her reputations for
a whip of golden hair, a flash of pubic
flare, a hoary pair of lifted breasts
and smells of honey in the air, were legendary
in financial square.  She filled
her coffers with the myrrh and frankincense
and gold the oriental wise men brought
for her.  schenectady had never seen
a queen of women, heretofore.  she purchased
thirteen islands in the hebrides
and built hotels on each for yachts and educated
members of the scottish royal
families.  persephony had unprotected
unions with the handsome clansmen
and their progeny.  her line of illigitimi
became good kings, great earls,
cute dukes and gorgeous princesses.  She did
the duke of wales and all his brides, to no
avail.  persephone schenectady
and tonnes of gold outweighed the islands of
the hebrides.  They sank with her and several
clansmen just beneath the north atlantic
sea.  pedantic me, i turned a fan.

THE END

(c) izzy sommers, md
welland, canada
june 8, 2013

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