Gran’pa was the best blues sanger in all’o Tenn’r’see. I wanted to be like him, but Gran’pa said you had’a live a life worth being blue about. I reckon I’m blue after the wreck.
Fifteen years ago.
Lots’a dranks.
I killed a pregnant mother.
But I ain’t sangin’ the blues.
Th'cell echoes.
Fifteen years ago.
Lots’a dranks.
I killed a pregnant mother.
But I ain’t sangin’ the blues.
Th'cell echoes.
The prompt for the Shapeshifting 13 #102 at Grammar Ghoul Press is the word "Blues," (n.
– a song often of lamentation characterized by usually 12-bar phrases, 3-line stanzas in which the words of the second line usually repeat those of the first, and continual occurrence of blue notes in melody and harmony). |