Thursday, December 27, 2012

Fifty-Fifty

"I'm alone with no man", she said
"Microwave dinners I'm constantly fed
No man brave enough to wear a wedding band
They're all scared to marry
Alone at altar I stand"

Preacher opens his mouth and said,
"You're too much trouble
Wrong impulses you're led
Thinking some man is gonna give you his time
Sign away his life?
Child you ain't that fine"

She ask, "What must I do?"

He said, "Don't crash no one else's wedding
Just because you caught the bouquet boo"


(This is a spin on the classic Langston Hughes poem "50-50")

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