Two dresses hang in my closet
Each so different from the other
Each oh so special in its ways
Looked at one after another
The first is a little black dress
Risky and undependable
Only for special occasions
Very fancy yet unstable
The other is a summer's dress
Simply made and also pretty
Bought to be worn for every day
Alas, boring, 'tis a pity
Which shall I choose this fateful day
Spicy and hot or tried and true
I want one, but do I dare take
Or will I once again take you
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Written May 6th, 2003
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