Buddy Bee Anthony

Mary's Kitchen - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

They say whiskey's
a poor man's woman
cash money
a rich man's wine
But, I'm goin downtown
to Mary's Kitchen
to see what I might find

I'll scrounge for scatter with li'l Jimmy
soothe Jackie's troubled mind
It eases my pain
strollin down the lane
to Mary's Kitchen

where It's fine,
to be bitchin
bout that woman 'o' yours,
used to be mine
Now, I ain't too much for baseball
and boxin makin me flinch.
There's plenty of cake and doughnuts.
maybe a five dollar cinch.
And they're off
at Mary's Kitchen,
win, show, or place.
Where the best you can do
is fall out of the race
Now if work's too much fuss,
and you're a little like me
I'll hear your story Gus,
minus the fee

It don't cause me no damage
not even a smidgeon
So go cry in your free
coffee and cocoa.
Three fingered Sally

forget her
she's loco.
See you
at Mary's Kitchen.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

Poet's Notes about The Poem

When do you need to run to your Mary's Kitchen hang out spot?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 11, 2015

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