Not Tonight (Southern Colloquialism With Translation) Poem by Chris Embrick

She said not tonight, that dog won't hunt
Some other time, I have a headache
My only answer was a frustrated grunt
To say any more would be a mistake.

Her hissy fit was a sho nuff sight to see
Her temper tantrum was a fearful sight
Her hot flashes were not meant for me
Sometimes love can start a good fight.

She said get outta here, go sleep on the setee
I slept curled on the sofa all night long
She said if you want luv, find it on the TV
I woke up next morning with the TV on.

If looks could kill, she had a loaded gun
She said with a look all she needed to say
She slammed my heart like a hit and run
She hurt me bad and just walked away.

If looks could kill, she had a loaded gun
My only answer was a frustrated grunt
She slammed my heart like a hit and run
She said not tonight, that dog won't hunt.