Trial At New Orleans

«You look
Like you
Might be
Famous.» He
Said and she
Cranberried. She
Cranberried. She
Always did. Cran-
Berry red as
Merry cran-berry-go-round
Seventeen
Eyes, a shy
Smile, the
Portrait of
Famished
Fameninity
«Are you?
Are you famous?
You look
Like you
Might be.»