lydia<\/p>\n
a classic name<\/p>\n
once no doubt<\/p>\n
a young mans flame<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
burning brightly<\/p>\n
eyes of brown<\/p>\n
played the boards<\/p>\n
in London Town<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
quite the dancer<\/p>\n
so she said<\/p>\n
but from the look of her<\/p>\n
not so well fed<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
a moldy roll<\/p>\n
Her tights had run<\/p>\n
her shoes were holed<\/p>\n
what had she done<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Fell on hard times<\/p>\n
her flame that once shone<\/p>\n
her dancing prowess<\/p>\n
clearly gone<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
the memories really<\/p>\n
all that was left<\/p>\n
of everything else<\/p>\n
she appeared \u00a0bereft.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But we chatted \u00a0a while thankfully<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
lydia a classic name once no doubt a young mans flame burning brightly eyes of brown played the boards in London Town quite the dancer so she said but from the look of her not so well fed … Continue reading