Suspicously
In a shadowy Las Vegas night club
Circa 1959
Lose your way into yesterday
At the scene of the crime
Some slender siren at the microphone
Glissando up and down shivering blue scales
Secret eyes behind her sad chanteuse smile
Hard as nails, soft as kitten purrs
Wrapped in bad ideals that occurs
At the scene of the crime
Lose your way into yesterday
Circa 1959
In a shadowy Las Vegas night club .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2018-01-27 at 15:34
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