In The Pink

Pink Panther was feeling low.

He’d spent yet another week

searching every Jewellers

for his namesake diamond,

not the one with the flaw,

but the one he deserved,

the one that sparkled 

in pink perfection.

Most Jewellers had recoiled in fear

at his rather unusual appearance

whatever disguise he adopted

and he’d tried a few.

And then he had an idea!

A gender bend was in order!

A female would surely be welcome!

And so some time was spent shopping

for wigs

and heels,

short skirts

and sexy shades.

And of course, all were pink

Now she’s on her way to Japan,

where she’s been told that 

that there are diamonds 

radiating pink in Hiroshima.

It’s a long way to go for a panther

but a pink diamond would be her best friend

forever.

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