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FROM A DIFFERENT
PERSPECTIVE
This
ain't fair! Ain't fair at all! I was real happy 'til she come along. I had a
good life, a darn good life. Had a real nice little place all my own, just
big enough for me. I was my own boss. I could sleep when I wanted, eat when
I wanted, stay up half the night singing with the boys and do darn well what
I pleased. Now? Now, everything's changed and I ain't one bit happy!
Oh, yeah, she needed a man all right, but why did she
have to come on to me? I was just there, mindin' my own business, then here
she come along makin' all kissy like. Couldn't keep her lips off me! And
right in front of all the guys. I thought I'd croak.
I dunno. Things sorta went out of control after that.
Don't much know how it happened. Just did. Now here I am, stuck in this city
house and her callin' me honey and darlin' and all that stuff and expectin'
me to call her princess, wantin' me to dress up and take her to all them
fancy places. Me! The one who never had a tux on in my life! This ain't no
way to live. I'm country. I ain't no city prince.
I can't even hang out in my old haunts or visit my old
buddies without her complaining about the mud I track in. When I managed to
sneak off last week and catch lunch with Freddie, she had a hissy fit.
Wanted to smell my breath, see if I'd been in the jarflies again.
I can't handle this much longer. I want my lily pad
back. I want flies and grasshoppers for breakfast, not bacon and eggs! And I
don't want to be kissed again!
© 1998 Gin Petty
First published in "Connections"
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