The Mother of All Abaya Poems

THE MOTHER OF ALL ABAYA POEMS (103rd Air Command Pilot Lady) Well Colonel you may think you're Rudolph Valintino and the sheik of the hundred and third air clown. but this pilot ain't gonna ride no camel and I ain't wearin no abaya to town. So if you got your tent in a hizzy remember this tin Lizzy ain't wearin no abaya to town. I been in your tent a time or two, I'm the reason your camel got a big hump on his back. but Colonel honey, this Salome knows a thing or two and I ain't cuttin you no slack. I drink your bootleg all night but I ain't gonna ride that camel again he got a strange look in his eye and I ain't wearin no abaya to town. © Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet aka Ron Wilson