Our Man in Europe, Dave Delacroix: "Yankee Gal."
"YANKEE GAL!"
That Yankee Gal, probably from PHILLY or New York City, mornings, she hits the ground running, runs rings round around Me. Always second guesses my epiphanies, gotta LAW-SUIT for my ideas, & dresses to the "nine-o-pins" knows what to order when we dine.
That Yankee Gal got a chauffeur always on hand. In London, Paris or Rome, a Matre'd at hand to tell me which knife or fork, Claret or Burgundy to drink? Sometimes I think my Yankee Gal tells me what to think.
My Yankee Gal as bright as paint decorates my Soul. One day I know she'll move on OUT and be someone else's Scout! It's no tragedy, it's no despair. My Yankee-brilliant Gal. I'm glad that U were there.
c.2025. Dave Delacroix.
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