Driving Nails

Your cheating heart is driving nails

 in the bottom of  my shoes

Your back door ways have turned

My days into bubbling possum stew

Oh honey why don’t you love me

Like you did not so long ago

Oh honey I am all broke up

And I feel like I have the flu

You busted this old heart apart

When you took off your pantyhose

And showed that city feller

With the spoon stuck up his nose

The pert little dewy petals of

Your pretty kitties pink, pink rose

Honey I feel like an exhibit at the zoo

All the neighbors are snickering at me

Because of the things you do

I’m just like one of Santa’s elves

Working without my hard earned  pay

That city feller gets your lovin’ 

Whiles I’m out a baling hay

If you are wondering where I’m at today

Well I figured out sure enough to say

This is a game the two of us can play

So you just go ahead n’ sleep tight tonight

I wont be there to fuss nor start no fight

I will be enjoying those city sights

‘cause it turns out your city slicker fellers

The kind of feller likes to while his time away

Writing poems and a getting boned

By blue country boys  that sashay both ways 

 

Reviews

[Sarah Jane]

Favorite stanza "You busted this old heart apart
When you took off your pantyhose
And showed that city feller
With the spoon stuck up his nose:
I giggled as I read it. It lightens the mood and shows a bit of humor in the narrator

A broken-heart poem with just a little bit more embellishment.