THE NAVY SLIP

Writers' Pantry #53 at Poets & Storytellers United.  Of course I love Bronte, because her poems rhyme, which brings me to a little frivolity in rhyme of my own.  This is based on a true experience. Heaven knows we must learn to laugh at ourselves!   Submitted on January 17, 2021

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           THE NAVY SLIP

 T’was at my friend’s daughter’s wedding

I’ve remembered it all this while

I’d taken the arm of my usher

And we’d headed up the aisle.

Under my brand new navy dress

I wore my ancient navy half slip

It’s elastic was weak and weary

But it hung on my ample hip.

I was looking downright regal

For our brief trip, heaven knows

But, soon that dratted half slip

Fell down about my toes.

I hardly missed a forward step

As I bent to pick it up

Gathered it in my fist

And continued on…Hup Hup

My escort looked over at me

With a twinkle in his eye

“It was just my slip”, I whispered

And slid into my seat with a sigh.

When I told it at the reception

We all had a laugh quite hearty

As I sat slipless among good friends

At that well-remembered wedding party.

I’m attending a wedding in a week or two

But I won’t take a chance

I’ll still be downright regal,

But I’ll be wearing pants!