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By: David W. Clare She slapped my face with her blood-stained hands! Quickly we embraced; for one second... The phone rang... I was told her moniker was midnight Mary! I was warned she had slept with Tom, **** AND Harry... Next thing I knew, all my cash was burning! The big setup was no real surprise to me; I knew I had walked into a trap... I never did so good in school; had a hard time at learning! Women are funny people... I found the bartenders phone number in her purse while I waited for her to use the ladies room... It was like she wanted me know she was a: some sort of Jezebel! After I paid the bill, I didn't feel so well... The only way out of this, was to leave town... I had to get away from her promiscuous attempt to bribe me! The owner Smitty, tapped me on the shoulder... Told me; I would get bad-luck if I tried to hold her! The big setup was no real surprise to me; I knew I walked into a trap... I never did so swell in school, had a hard time at learning... Next thing I knew, my cocky-reputation was burning! (C) In perpetuity all rights reserved (P) FilmNoirWorks
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
The Big Setup
By: David W. Clare She slapped my face with her blood-stained hands! Quickly we embraced; for one second... The phone rang... I was told her moniker was midnight Mary! I was warned she had slept with Tom, **** AND Harry... Next thing I knew, all my cash was burning! The big setup was no real surprise to me; I knew I had walked into a trap... I never did so good in school; had a hard time at learning! Women are funny people... I found the bartenders phone number in her purse while I waited for her to use the ladies room... It was like she wanted me know she was a: some sort of Jezebel! After I paid the bill, I didn't feel so well... The only way out of this, was to leave town... I had to get away from her promiscuous attempt to bribe me! The owner Smitty, tapped me on the shoulder... Told me; I would get bad-luck if I tried to hold her! The big setup was no real surprise to me; I knew I walked into a trap... I never did so swell in school, had a hard time at learning... Next thing I knew, my cocky-reputation was burning! (C) In perpetuity all rights reserved (P) FilmNoirWorks
1940's style Hollywood black and white melodrama movie flipped into poetry... the detective falls for a dame!
#hollywoodthefrolicroomespianage
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Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
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