Ain’ Gonna Happen
By GC SMITH
TT say he ain’ gonna let me test drive his mota-cycle. He says he rememba da las’ time I tried out a fo’ sale bike. Bugga kicked out when I twisted da throttle. Me an’ dat mota-cycle got us dumped in da Bayou. TT’s sayin’ dere’s no way in heaven he gonna let dat happen wit his mota-bike.
If he ain gonna let me try out da machine den dere ain’ no way he gonna sell it to me. I doan neva buy no pig in da poke.
Good ting is I won’t be havin’ no argument wit my Sweetie. An’ dat’s as best as it can be.
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
2 comments:
Smiffy! Tanks for the pork post on Bird & Buff. We depreciates it.
Youse is welcome.
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