Being an invitee to Willow's Ball -- among that Who's Who -- I plead a special case: indulge me, do. Indulge me deux. I'm bringing the good and bad twins, Eva-Marie Saint and Ava Gardner. Both know how to dance quite well. Tango, samba, cha-cha-cha. Ballroom de rigueur.
Ava, panther woman, follows her own beat, no doubt's got an agenda to prowl out once she's there, so all males: watch your step! Eva, soft hands at my back and in my grip, dances like a sylph, her presence light, her words sweet whispers.
Eva always by my side. Ava always back to me.
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Eva and Ava. Like a chocolate and vanilla twisty cone. Clever man.
ReplyDeleteWillow,
ReplyDeleteNever a man to pass up tastes of quality.
TFool
Oh, Willow, I'm beginning to think he's the smartest cookie in the tin.
ReplyDeleteBut, T Fool, I think Hedy adds to the mix. Now we have brains.
Happy Birthday, my friend! Shall I add your link to the Willow Manor Ball?
ReplyDeleteWillow,
ReplyDeleteYes, by all means!
TFool
Karin -- thank you very much!
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Great choices, TrulyFool! Have a ball!
ReplyDeleteOh my you like to handle danger!
ReplyDeleteYoli: I have juggled lit dynamite. (And welcome to the blog!)
ReplyDeleteClaudia: I do hope you'll save a waltz for Trulyfool?