Bedtime Story

by Lon S. Kaufman

Baby I was one big ass, all about the base

pear-shaped diamond, in a beautiful 2 baguette

24 Karat white gold setting.



I was a multifaceted fashion fire. A real 007 laser lover.

I put the grace on Princess Grace.

Richard loved me on Liz and on Liz and on Liz



When David Bowie was a Diamond Dog

I was the diamond. He was my dog!

I rode six royal gloves in a single day.



I was bigger than Twiggy. Well everyone was bigger than Twiggy.

I was the Tinkerbell disco dazzler on Tony Manero’s Bee Gee finger

at the top of the world.



Baby this Karat Queen was at the crushed carbon core of everything.



And then glamor became glam. Exit furs first

bobbles next. The baguette brothers broke free

joined the zirconium circus.



I became a bowwow bling ring

with a pair of pastie goth spikes

on the string finger of a stripper.



In a how low can you go Rocky Horror Picture show

Sly Stallone Let’s Do the Time Warp Again moment

I told Micky Magill you gotta cut me.



Well damn if I didn’t beget a quartet

of glamtastic earlobe lighters.

Each of you a unique Gypso Geode Lee.



And that, my young gems, is my family story.



Now go for a quick dip in the supersonic sauna

flush the fluxum from your facets

and then off to your Rococo Rockette rock box for the night.