Utterly Forgettable

Ever since I was a little lass

it has been my greatest ambition

to move with grace, and with class

Avoiding the object of derision

and beyond that to be remembered

and not swept aside, or forgotten

like so many other girls unnumbered

or folks that spoiled them rotten

 

So, I set to enter in about

the Debutante Hall of Fame

and settle once, without a doubt

I knew how to play the game

One thing I didn’t count on though

Was a collective lack of memory

That seemed to plague my suitors so

For the nameless to remember me

 

I went on dates, who all ran late

They couldn’t remember my abode

Forgot the numbers on the address plate

due to an unfortunate amnestic episode

I met a man from Tennessee

And told him of my pursuit of fame

He drank too much Kentucky whiskey

And couldn’t remember my damn name!

 

I wrote a book and submitted it

To the publisher I wrote a note

“this was written with blood, tears, and spit,

Please tell me if your interest is even remote.”

A letter arrived a few days later-----

All my greatest hopes were dashed

To me they would not cater-----

My dreams were all but smashed

“We find this state of affairs utterly regrettable

To inform you that you are utterly forgettable.”

 

I retreated to my bedroom then

For several years thereafter-----

Succumbed to spinsterhood, no friends

And dreamed incessantly of the ever-after

At length I got a chair and some rope

Contemplated hanging myself from the rafters

But the rope and chair both broke---- 

And I almost died of laughter

They buried me by an old oak tree

And on my tombstone letters cast

“Here lies she who hath forgot herself,

May she rest in peace at last!”

Reviews

[Devons]

Hugely enjoyable and playful. A merry dance of a poem with a winning sense of charm and rhyme. Witty, too - which is quite another thing from mere amusement. Here and there lines maybe don't scan as well as others but they are few and far between and outshone and eclipsed by the sparkle and humour.
"“We find this state of affairs utterly regrettable
To inform you that you are utterly forgettable.”
If only publishers were half as witty, half as forthcoming, and half as dismissive!

[Autumn Dawn Ridge]

Thanks! I'm still kind of working on it. It's supposed be kind of like "A Series of Unfortunate Events" type of thing. . . . (grin). Thanks for reviewing. Peace.

[Devons]

Here's to the windmills of your mind!