“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