A Cautionary Song pt. 2

A Cautionary Song part 2

by

Brandon Dues

(Inspired by 'A Cautionary Song' by The Decemberists)

There’s a place my lover goes
When it is late
And I am soundly sleeping

Through the door
With sexy hair
She closes it
So I won’t hear her scheming
She’s creeping

And she calls a cab to take her where
The other man will stay until
She come to play

And he’ll gulp down drinks with olives
When she comes
He won’t acknowledge
Or have a word to say
Not one word to say

At the bar
It’s quiet now
A drink is passed
That’s mixed with gin and bitters

She takes it fast
And winks at him
As if to send a subtle little signal
“Come hither”

So, they meet up at his caravan
And travel far so no one
Knows their escapades

A place outside the county line
The motel is dubbed
‘The dirty rotten palisades’
They’re both getting laid

In the room
The shades are drawn
And they make love
As if they just got married

He pulls her hair
She bites his neck
The sex is long and so uniquely varied
It’s scary

And when she’s done
She showers
The kind that lasts an hour
In an attempt to
Wash her sins away

And he smiles
As she lathers
A smirk that’s for the latter
“That girl’s a crazy lay”
Such a crazy lay. . .

A smash cut to the bed we share
She climbs right in
And barely makes a whisper

I’ll ask her
What’s she’s doing up
And she’ll reply
“I had to use the pisser”
Then, I’ll kiss her
I kiss her

So, beware of your lover
If she seems so easily bothered
And next time you see a stain on her denim jeans
Remember, that she cheats when you’re asleep.

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