pickled eggs and pig’s feet…

pickled eggs and pig's feet

now
as i recall
from stories
i’ve heard
aunt bea
would
in her youth
stop by
the elks club
on her way
home from work
to have
a little nip
but
always left
within an appropriate
timeframe
for a lady
so i was surprised
when
one of aunt bea’s
old
wanna-be beaus
ran into me
literally
as he left
her front porch
with a rather
disgruntled look
pasted below his toupee
when
i inquired
into his rapid departure
she giggled
and said
i told him
after all these years
ain’t nothing cooking
in the kitchen
so he’d better
order out
tonight

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