Gin Princess

painting by rudy nappi

Gin Princess


C’mon, buster, I didn’t come up here
with you just to check out your etchings.

I knew you were packing after bumping
into you down in the bar; some accident, huh?

Love your shoulder holster, but thanks
for slipping it off for me. Your other gun

seems to be a larger caliber; can’t
wait for my “pistol safety lesson”.

Sure, I’ll be glad to join you in a friendly toast,
fruit jars make jake jiggers, and what girl

doesn’t get all excited about swilling hootch
from a clear bottle without a label?

Bring me one of those saucers for an ashtray,
but hey, you don’t have to keep your shirt on.

Probably noticed I’m not wearing
any stockings--

underwear is just a waste of time--
don’t you think?


Glenn Buttkus

March 2012


Listed as #55 over on Magpie Tales 107

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