(by margaret a. roche)





Stood on the street the other night

In full moonlight

Barefoot and oh dirtied

My dress was goin' away



There i was meetin' up with a man

For the payoff

Faithful and unhenpecked

I somewhat recollect



Soon she heard me

Siren she wailed

Queen spelling bee she nailed me

By name



What am i doin' out on the street?

I'm ashamed dear

Good boy he beats it

I tear myself downtown



God has let me release a sting

In my own eye

Walk home to just nightmares

No angels on the phone


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