A hoard of people
from Michele.
Students.
Men in suits as well.
So, what to do
with such a crowd ??
I guess a party....
not too loud....
on my disk drive....
stacks of room.
You're invited,
if you zoom
south a thousand
miles or so.
I know you must
decline, for though
the party's in your
honour....true,
and your presence
would imbue
events with such
a charm and style,
your time is short
and in a while
you're Worldwide travelling
again.
New souls to meet....
impress....and then
they'll also smile
when word is out
that our dear
Michele's about.
On every Continent
we'll hear
of this very
clever seer.
An Animator
of renown.
Who is it ??
Well, blow me down.
They say Michele's
her name....and son,
there really can be
only one.
OUR Michele;
that certain flair,
shining eyes
and raven hair.
Enjoy your travels,
Cursor Queen,
but don't forget
just where you've been.
Fondly think
of us at times,
relieved that you've
escaped these rhymes,
but certain there's
a welcome here
for that girl
we hold so dear.