She was one of those hard-boiled dames
Who hit first and talked later,
And who’d split your lip
As soon as kiss it,
But Hank felt safe
When she was around,
Even the brawny bar hoodlums
Watched their language
And Step when she walked in
And gave them the eye,
And the others girls
Gave her a wide berth
And never laughed
At her wild dress
And obscene words
That escaped
Her fiery tongue,
But Hank remembered her best
When she was wild,
And drank him under the table
Many a long night and day,
Until cancer ate her away.
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wow...she was a little rough around the edges there...lol
that first stanza is just amazing and totally hooked me! and didn't let go until the end with a punch in the stomach! awesome last line...very powerful
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