Terry D. Sutherland

ALORA

Alora stuck a striking pose
In her brand new underwear
White bloomers with purple hose
And frilly sleeves that flared

Underwear, much nicer than her dress
She wore them to the dance that night
To the boys delight she wore nothing less
No surprise, she started fights

With all the fights, she never danced
Except with the vicar’s son
It was no wonder the way he pranced
That Alora was enormous fun

They danced all the night
The vicar’s son took her home
She really looked a sight
When she was finally alone