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						The Fashion Plate by Raymond A. Foss 
						
						Walking on the path Looking for a gator Down by the water A star preens for me And my camera Waiting in the sun  On the hot blade of the tall grasses Bouncing on the branch Poised and posed  Waiting for the casting call
  A dragonfly, Again, Cocked its wings  Harried jet Jumped from the perch As I focused Coy now are we As she alights again In the same spot
  Patience rewarded  For the photo shoot Seven dances of the same  Choreography Me and thee My model As I got closer and closer
  Filling the frame Seeing the eyes The cellophane And the segmented tail A little coquettish Betty Grable In The Shot or maybe, Was that good for you Mr. Demille?						 
						
						
						
						
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