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Dec 2016
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!


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1940's style Hollywood black and white melodrama movie flipped into poetry... the detective falls for a dame!
David W Clare
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David W Clare  Petaluma, USA
(Petaluma, USA)   
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