(The poetic form selected for this month is the Standard Habbie aka Burns Stanza).
Seasonal comparison
Seems to be the thing that’s in:
You’re like a summer’s drink of gin –
At first all pop
But once the alcohol sets in
You’re really hot.
I’ll pour myself another one
And when that’s drunked I think I’m done
And hope we could be in for fun.
You leave? Aw super.
Why go before the night has run?
Party pooper.
To hear the poem read aloud click HERE.
Weave a Web 
I do like this, especially with the picture! I can imagine the lady rising quickly, throwing on her flapper dress and tearing out of the house. There’s a reason her shoes are still on!
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I never noticed the shoes! Thanks Lisa!
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Well, although I’m still mourning the exit of the ghazal, this form could grow on me.
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Like an ingrown toenail!
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I may have read Standard Habbie before but I am sure yours are going to be memorable. What a picture to choose with the jaunty poem!
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I like the picture!
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Knickers firmly in place
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Aha! You noticed!
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