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| ..out came a woman dressed as a prostitute...with persuasive words she led him astray...he followed her like an ox going to the slaughter. Proverbs 7:10;21-22 {Gallery Post} “Come over here”
She said to him
As the banjo music rang
Three part harmony
Was heard
As old Ralph Stanley sang
The room it smelled
Of cheap perfume
Unfiltered Camel smoke
She grabbed him
By his striped neck tie
He thought that he would choke
She pulled him down
Upon her breasts
He felt his urges rage
Her red lipstick
Her coal black hair
Her face, its weathered age
She said
“It’s now or never
Come take me I am yours”
But when
The bluegrass music stopped
He bolted out the door
“This isn’t right and I must go”
She heard him holler
“HECK”
“It’s time for me
to take the stage..
I bet you give rain checks!”
by theresa arnold |
Sunday, July 21, 2013
♥The Bluegrass Harlot♥
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