Bartales

She had come right out of the convent
and with her high heels and classy polka dots dress
she preached her gospel in cheap dirty old bars.
I saw her then sitting at a table
so I asked
“How come you gospel your way in fancy clothes
In this dirty bar?”
And then she answered softly with a wisdom from afar
“Well you don’t descend in hell
In white dress robe, do you?
Might get you all dirty and pitch black!”

Reviews

[Ted]

Thank you very much for your appreciation. I means a lot to me.

[Wandering Violet]

Fascinating piece - very unsual and well written.

I like it a lot.

[Dove]

This is very interesting... it did keep me wanting to read more, good job.