Blue Ribbon in Louisiana
Window panes pecked
Paint chipped, shingles sagged
Green and yellow spindle and wood
Reptilian stealth and greedy claws
Guards porcelain innocence young
Crystal cold drinks and thumping sun.
There's a local boy in the heat,
Dried grass and Grandpa's shirts, he works.
Curly top sits in her Manor,
With twists and a blue ribbon frame
white cotton trip and rosy-pink punctuation
Playground raking the grass
Small-town Romeo, her darling
and his tricks of the trade
his eye for a bite,
head full of jaw terrors and scars
Papa comes home at dusk,
when the guards turn docile and tired.
Have a drink and a swing and a paddle,
and a little' lady's lips to whisk your dreams wild.