In Honky Tonks And Dives Poem by Edwin Tanguma

In Honky Tonks And Dives



In Honky Tonks And Dives

I am one of the poor
I barely make a dime
My rotten poetry
At times don't even rhyme

I think grits are yummy
Cooked with lobster's kin shrimp
But I'm not a player
I'll never be a pimp

I don't need your money
I have earned a signet
The rich can't buy heaven
Stick this in ya'lls vignette

Ya'll rich can live it up
Enjoy your Mary lives
I'll continue slumming
In honky tonks and dives

. 11/5/2016

Saturday, November 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: silly
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I wonder if I'll ever see said signet again? ? ? lol...I really don't care if I ever do get it back...hehehe...Some might say that they'd rather eat shrip n grits over lobster anyday...rofl
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