My Height Of Dressing

[Johanna]

I tried on some dresses, like one day at a time.

In wonderous merry mood.

Thought as usual what to do.

Must be exceedingly good.

It weird, so very weird.

I dress as I would try.

Dressing in a general way.

A clever lady ! am I !

I called my servant,

And he came.

How kind of he was of him.

To mind, if he lend me a helping hand.

With his mighty limbs.

Starring at the mirror I exclaimed;

In my manner way.

With a (trifling jest),

“There’ll be the devil to pay “

Firstly, I put on my socking, and as I watched him peek within.

Secondly, I  put on the dress and his face was upon a grin.

Thirdly, i put on my eye shade, His grin grew broad.

And shot from ear to ear.

Fourthly, With chuckingly noises,

I now began to hear.

Slowly,  I turned to the corner of my eye.

Watching the servant as a giggling man.

He never thought I dare to try,

That I’m dressing as serious as I can.

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