the devil’s bells

Posted: 11/11/2011 in house of women

in the courthouse,

they got a second floor

(mine’s better)

just as if them old hairy-nosed judges

was puttin’ on wings not ratty black robes

that their nasty wives mend

in front of evenin’ tv shows.

~

in the court house,

they got an elevator

but i always take the marble stairs.

judge gordy like to keep his cattin’ quiet,

an’ i will say

gee i miss ya babe

and

can’t ya make a girl’s problem

just go away

and

i saw your (nasty nasty) wife

just the other day–

b’lieve i’ll pay a call.

~

in the courthouse

they got these marble stairs

and i got

a pair of heels that if i wear

make a noise goin’ up

like the devil’s bells.

judge gordy gonna hear my problem,

good as fixed before i knock;

honey i got faith

an’ a knack to walk the walk.

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Comments
  1. hedgewitch says:

    A gal’s gotta do who a gal’s gotta do. True story.

  2. Yes a woman has to do whatever it takes…great write!

  3. Quaz says:

    oh my! I can hear your heels on those marble steps.Nice write

    …and look! You were right.,we do share the same layout 🙂

  4. Mama Zen says:

    You know Judge Gordy, too?

  5. dani says:

    you got a knack for singin a song too, girl! ♥

  6. I can hear those rat-stabbin’ heels clickety-clackin’ up those marble stairs. This is one potent poem, Shay! Loved it. Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/taxed-to-the-max-poetic-bloomings/

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