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
Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2016
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