Dining Al Fresco (a poem)

Would my circle of friends change
If I said I loved diamonds and caviar
and if I told Facebook I liked long blond hair blue eyed boys with neo-realistic half shaven faces?
If I said I grew up in Italy and sailed to the Galapagos
Where I went swimming and rode on a sea turtle?
If I said I took ballet in Russian and Paris

And visited Shakespeare's grave in merry old England?

Ate lasagna and spumoni in an Italian cafe and dined al fresco with my lover
Then journeyed to Sweden to churn butter and make cheese?

And then sewed a dress from pale green silk to wear to the Witches Ball?