DRANK

DRANK

A Poem by Butch Decatoria

Curiosity was killing cats
especially when Prohibition says
that cats ain't gon' scratch...?
Uh huh, feverish she is.
Now Ms. kitty is on
the tin roof
On fire!
Itchy's whining, scratchy's moaning
Howling
at the full moon's
reflection on the
Mississippi,
Damn thirsty for
some Drank!

© 2016 Butch Decatoria


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Added on September 8, 2016
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Butch Decatoria
Butch Decatoria

Las Vegas, NV



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