“Nancy Wilson” — a poem by Susan Dale


Nancy Wilson

Guess who I saw today

The last one left

To sing the scales from butterscotch tease

To the willows that wept

A slippery taunt, toffee sweet

A palette in verse

That black satin doll

Fancy Miss Nancy


An elegantly dressed Nancy Wilson sings “The Very Thought of You” on The Hollywood Palace, 1964