Sing Song Sonnet Persecuting the Poet

Miss Woman, over here, Woman I say,
Won’t you please join me for coffee today.
Don’t worry, of course, I like it done Dutch
For the Woman’s sake, I don’t pay for much.

Look, I’m reading a French Feminist play,
Women of Color, PC and OK.
I write modest poems, no rhyme and such;
Just true words, cautious tone—What? I can’t touch?

You’re late? You’re going? Give me time, don’t leave,
I’ll flip you the queen shoved down my shirt sleeve:
I’ve read Rich!
                         “You?”
                                     Yes, but she’s sure a bit—
(Uh oh, bad bet, no, wet, yet, won’t concede!)
I only meant she’s difficult to read!

Miss Woman, yes you, dear Woman I say,
Perhaps you would join me for tea today?

~~ from Spark Park: A Tale in Two Parts