Saturday, September 6, 2014

JOAN RIVERS - THE TRUTH AS I SEE IT

 
 
She was a Jew,
A true sabra -
Tough on the outside,
Bristling like the prickly pear cactus;
And like that cactus,
Tender on the inside.
 
I admired her chutzpah,
Her audacity, frankness,
Her apparent fearlessness.
 
I might have been a fan -
Were it not for her filthy mouth.
 
She lived a full life:
Vanity and insecurity cut it short -
She chose that last cruel cut.
 
She did it her way.
What more could anyone ask for.
 
 
 
 

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