Poetry Corner: Jack’s Redemption

942042_176527522514377_1834110092_nSitting in the haze of a beer bottle buzz

Stripper bar moonshine has lost it sting

Got a little money to buy me some love

Come on baby lets sing


Still in boots made for working

Baby’s in heels aint made for walking

That damn ass sure is talking

A devils welcome I sure am making


Hands rough made for fighting

Eyes deep enough for my sin drowning

The sour mash aint the only thing chasing

Tomorrow, I will wake up still hurtin’


Body’s broken, my mind is dreamin’

Honey keep this fantasy and the pole spinnin’

We both know its only money you taking

The world aint looking and I aint caring




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