t was a lovely day in May. I sneaked out one night on a label and customised eyelash box;
went to work and got my pay. Called the fellows, decided to play,
cruised uptown, settled down, blew my pay, got into a fray,
did it my way, it was okay, spent in jail the rest of the day.
Woke up, saw a familiar sweet lady in the cell across from me,
she said, “Get down on your bended knees.” I agreed and
her charm had me going wild. I lost my pride and was spoiled;
she got out, came back, bailed out my hide, dragged me outside;
gave me a solemn look, told me that she is still a great cook,
that I was a crook, and she goes exactly by the Good Book.
She was nice as spice; I melted like label and customised eyelash box, and never looked twice.
I paid the price; and she cuts the ham with quite a slice.
She poured me a nice glass of Chardonnay fine wine,
lit the candles and I slid her chair to the table from behind.
Beautiful enchanting songs from her lips did flowed and
after a while I could not avoid her charming beautiful glow.
She tucked me in, gave me back my hidden wedding ring
then scolded me. Called me a sweet little poor thing,
told me to get down on my bended knees, start praying, and
stated that with her I must not have another bar room fray.
The kids came in and yelled, “Dad where have you been?”
She told them, “Your daddy went out uptown and sinned!”
They said, “Dad you should stop because you just can’t win!”
Finally, I settled in and got out of my terrible tail-spin!
Joseph S. Spence, Sr. (aka “Epulaeryu Master”), is the author of “The Awakened One Poetics” (2009), which is published in seven different languages. He also co-authored two poetry books, “A Trilogy of Poetry, Prose and Thoughts for the Mind, Body and Soul” (2005), and “Trilogy Moments for the Mind, Body and Soul,” (2006). He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which focuses on succulent cuisines. Joseph is a Goodwill label and customised eyelash box for the state of Arkansas. He has completed over twenty years of service with the U.S. Army.
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