Road radio blues

He’s been thinking
about that one girl,
that pretty little gal
he used to know.

She’d pour his drinks
n work out his kinks
because she loved him so.

Her name was plain ol Mabel,
though, to most,
she was just a fable.

But good boy Johnny,
more skinny than brawny,
he’s never forgotten those eyes.

Once Mabel got started,
there was no departin;
he’d just get lost
in those long-legged thighs.

She was that one girl,
the one who made his head swirl,
always full of surprise.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://unsplash.com/photos/IXjuoaUgMZg

Poetry prompt:  I’ve sort of been in a slump lately when it comes to writing and decided to ask my hubby to start giving me daily prompts.  This is day 2… Road radio blues.

19 thoughts on “Road radio blues

    1. Thank you, Ace. ❤️ I wasn’t quite sure about this one and hesitated posting it. But then I thought, why not… maybe someone will like it, and I’m so glad you did. 🙂

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