Garter Belt Blues

I seldom do prompts. But I’ve notice some poeming to a Blues Song thing. O.K.

Garter Belt Blues

She don’t bruise her bourbon
She likes her whiskey neat
about a half a bottle later
she’s sweeping me off my feet

I’ve got the long leg lawyer
silk stocking Garter Belt
Blues ——
cause on her evening
agenda–
a two hour
Tempur-Pedic
Cruise

ain’t really much for complainin’
and that be a natural fact
but all this box-spring rearrangin’
is rrippin’ up my back

I’ve got the long leg lawyer
silk stocking Garter Belt
Blues —–
cause on her evening
agenda–
a two hour
Kitchen Island
Cruise

I’m not one to deny it
I’ll never turn her down
but all those pots and pans bangin’
still waken’ up the town

I’ve got the long leg lawyer
silk stocking Garter Belt
Blues —–
cause on her evening
agenda–
a two hour
Tempur-Pedic
Cruise

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