Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

The Crisis, The Fox and The Wardrobe

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When I was a wealthy broker I dressed dapper, mode-de-jour

Then some greedy Yankee bastbankers ended all my haute couture.

First a margin call at Barclay’s, next old Lehmann biting dust

Even blue-chips like Armani saw share values slump and bust.

From the penthouse to the poorhouse was a fall that left me bruised

My creditors fought for my Porsche but overlooked my clothes.

In Burberry Persian slippers I escaped wardrobe intact

Nicked brogues from former CEO (holed soles did not detract).

I parked my outsized wardrobe on some bankrupt builder’s land

As a home it had some drawbacks but was cozy if not grand.

I decided that each morning I’d outline some get-rich schemes

Then perambulate the sidewalks selling wealth for folks’ pipedreams.

My appearance would show others that I was a decent chap

On noting my Versace vest they’d write the needed cheque.

In my D&G cream blazer with checked shirt by Henry Buck

Rich women sensed my credence as their purses I did pluck.

When mixing with the rustics, Donegal Tweed naturally

At the Langham it’s Ralph Lauren with cravat by Liberty.

So you’re looking for a mortgage but you’re also locked in jail?

Do not fret just sign this paper, I’ll sell Crombie coats for bail.

Now I’m hanging in my wardrobe wondering how I feel today

Is my mood a muted Hugo Boss or pinstriped Cardin grey?

All my masks along the chrome rail offer feigning fronts to show

How I need you to perceive me, what I choose to let you know.

My cocoons all run the gamut from Lacroix to Christian Dior

All famous pricey labels (some sewn outside – just for show).

I’m financially embarrassed but you’d surely never tell

You’re all such shallow people that you judge me by my shell

I’m soon buying a new penthouse so this lesson’s hardly news:

Do not be bluffed by conman’s dress, invert him – check his shoes.

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37 thoughts on “The Crisis, The Fox and The Wardrobe

  1. sustained rhythm and momentum throughout, it never flags;
    great confidence in the writing. Yes!

  2. randomblurting on said:

    Haha, I love this ;)

  3. nothing like being fleeced by a well dressed man (smile)
    as I sit in simple shorts, t-shirt, barefooted just finished feeding the geese and deer and the rest of the zoo LOLs…
    this was really …gosh it just rolled through my mind
    not sure of a word for that ….I like it!
    Thank you for the smile…!
    Take Care…You Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose

  4. you know I never really liked trademark clothing, I think it shows a weakness to be accepted into society. But I liked your excellent metaphors,and I enjoyed reading your writing!

  5. What a delight this is to read (and more than once)… I might even get excited about getting some decent shoes – a poem with the power of purpose.
    All great writing changes the reader, so I’m off now to change…

  6. Oh Mike… I adore this piece! What a delectable suitporn journey into integrity. Wonderful!!

  7. Class, Mike. Just checking soles now ;-) I have a wee question for you, can you DM me on Twitter @jasonoruairc please? I think you’ll like it.

  8. Pure delight! A wonderful compelling piece of prose.

  9. From one “rhymer” to another, this was excellent! Great piece!

  10. I’ve always thought menswear had a certain poetry to it that womenswear with its wider palette of colors, styles and silhouettes did not. Now you’ve proved it. Elegant and eloquent.

  11. The clothes maketh the man. In your case though the words do :-)

  12. Slick and slippery :-)

  13. Simply brilliant, Mike. I loved it.

  14. Very nice.

  15. Brilliant piece of writing, Mike.

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