DeVille

Take the wheel.
Let's make a deal.
Not that old trick,
But something slick,

Like bait and switch.
Ding dong's in a ditch.
Now you see him,
Now you don’t.

Holy smokes, you got me
Where you want me.
So flip the script.
The scale's now tipped.

Cozy in the sheets,
Now lonely in the streets
And gasping why.
Spy with my little eye

The truth hangs loose
Like a bloody tooth.
So say your sooth,
Then shut your mouth.

I took a chance.
I learned to dance.
I had my day.
It’s pay to play.

Balls don’t last forever.
Twinkling your light.
Waltzing through pleasure
For just one night

In shining armour
Was just a farmer,
With cows to milk
And pigs to slop.

His sword, a prop.
And you're a tractor,
A missed carriage.
It's lord an actor.

Who felt like dancing
And silk tight prancing
For the sake of a crowd.
So now don’t frown.

You just fit the gown
And hopeful garter.
As times get harder
Learn not to linger

Or point your triggered finger.
Though still be sad
That you were had
In a coup by a Cad.



9/24/20