Who’s Up for Earthshaking*
a poem and song by NancyGene (2019)

Heh you hobos, look around you
And give me your very lowest price
I need to, need to ask you what
It would take to dig my mama up.

She’s been moaning in the graveyard
So did you ever think of, dream of
Could you choose to make love to long dead ladies
How much booze would it take, push and shove?
Do you dig the trend in old dead ladies
There are worse things I can think of.

I’ve heard so, so many echoes from
Mildred in her cheap pine coffin
Says she’s not done yet, wants some young blood
Wants some now and wants it often.

So who’s gonna be her six foot under boyfriend
No strings, no dinner and a movie
She’s no looker, she’s a Dockery
But she’s hotter than most Columbus booty.

Who wants to be Mildred’s friend with benefits
She doesn’t talk much but does write some
She’s not another one of those fat mouthy feminists
Just don’t tell her that her sons are pissbums.

You can stand her up in the shed, dead, baby
Then pour yourself and her a glass of wine
‘Cause boning these musty old dead ladies
Is the nouveau roses-candy Valentine.

*with thanks to “Who’s Making Love” by Bettye Jean Barnes Crutcher, Donald Davis, Homer Banks, and Raymond E. Jackson
The 60s Gold on Sirius XM
and a special thanks to Mildred Dockery for reaching up and out

On Sunday, October 22, 2023 at 1:46:35 PM UTC-5, NancyGene wrote:
> Who’s Up for Earthshaking*
> a poem and song by NancyGene (2019)
>
> Heh you hobos, look around you
> And give me your very lowest price
> I need to, need to ask you what
> It would take to dig my mama up.
>
> She’s been moaning in the graveyard
> So did you ever think of, dream of
> Could you choose to make love to long dead ladies
> How much booze would it take, push and shove?
> Do you dig the trend in old dead ladies
> There are worse things I can think of.
>
> I’ve heard so, so many echoes from
> Mildred in her cheap pine coffin
> Says she’s not done yet, wants some young blood
> Wants some now and wants it often.
>
> So who’s gonna be her six foot under boyfriend
> No strings, no dinner and a movie
> She’s no looker, she’s a Dockery
> But she’s hotter than most Columbus booty.
>
> Who wants to be Mildred’s friend with benefits
> She doesn’t talk much but does write some
> She’s not another one of those fat mouthy feminists
> Just don’t tell her that her sons are pissbums.
>
> You can stand her up in the shed, dead, baby
> Then pour yourself and her a glass of wine
> ‘Cause boning these musty old dead ladies
> Is the nouveau roses-candy Valentine.
>
>
> *with thanks to “Who’s Making Love” by Bettye Jean Barnes Crutcher, Donald Davis, Homer Banks, and Raymond E. Jackson
> The 60s Gold on Sirius XM
> and a special thanks to Mildred Dockery for reaching up and out

Price increase If you Ask why don't we do it in the road

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A devil perched,
On either shoulder,
Your angel’s crushed,--DIGITAL POET