a day at the races
I bought my baby some brand new shoes
got on my knees and slipped them on her feet
like I was some goddamn prince charming
where did you get the money to buy these shoes
she said
lifting one heel
and half turning her hips
the longshot in the fifth took place I said
lighting a cigarette and leaning back on the sofa
enjoying her big smile getting bigger
oh these are just way way way too much
do you know
how much these shoes cost
no pony
could ever afford these shoes
don’t worry about it baby the shoes are yours
you can bury yourself in them
as far as I’m concerned
march two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
Like the voice in this– kinda Guys-and-Dolls and Sam Spade. Fun poem!!
So glad you enjoyed this one, Tess! 😀
She could have just said ‘thank you’, at least!!!
hahaha – i imagine she probably did sooner or later!
♥ˆ◡ˆ) !
Thanks Bonnie!