Winnie the Dunce

In a swarth
Of apple-shrapnel,
Winifred minces about
In an angular fashion.

Daydreaming
Her next absurd caper,
She awaits
The daily newspaper.

Seconds soon awaken
An overt restlessness
During her rather ramshackle breakfast.

Quickly
She must conspire
An alibi for the fire

Before husband Vinnie confronts
Wife Winnie,
The dunce.

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