mean not cruel
a little bit crazy
but no ones fool
I roll with a finger-snap
juke-jive strut
don’t mess with me
if ya’ know what’s what
I’m smoooooth
as a dry martini
name is Liz
but call me Queenie
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rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
Queenie
mean not cruel
a little bit crazy
but no ones fool
I love it Rob. And the picture says it all… “Don’t mess with me!”
Glad ya’ dug it Dwight! 🙂
ha – interesting character but, now I have “Don’t be cruel” looping in my head.
A little of the “King” ain’t neva’ hurt nobody True! 🙂 It flushes out the brain cells.
She’s a queen!
A bad-ass queen Lucy!
Nice. I like her sass’. Strut that attitude.
So nice to see your name in my comments Brian. I had little time available today. Had my wife Kathy in the emergency room with severe dehydration. She’s fine, but it was all I could do to this piece written and posted during the 9 hours we spent in the exam room. I will visit your blog tomorrow.
She sounds as though she is not to be messed with, Rob!
Do not mess Ingrid! 🙂 A little side note. If you take the verses of my “Queeny”, they fit perfect in Elvis’s version of mean woman blues. Was that intentional — oh yes! I reverted back to my days writing rock songs for my band. This is s little “3 chord wonder” as we used to refer to the rockabilly style of R&R.
“… finger-snap juke-jive strut don’t mess with me if ya’ know what’s what …” not your ordinary gun moll
Lady got rhythm Ron… 😉
Oh, I would never mess with her, Rob! ????
Would not recommend it Merril… 😉
smoooooth
as a dry martini…. nice.. ha. she sounds like a dangerous woman
🙂 mean, but not cruel Claudia. And hello to you! Nice to see you visiting. I will come by your blog to read next chance I get!
I love that bad-ass juke jive strut. I can almost feel it.
Cool Sherry! 🙂
Music is playing as I sit typing ~~~ jiving and juking to your tunes! Just call me Queenie.
Send good energy to your wife.
Thank you Helen! She is doing better, building up her potassium, and she has some nausea meds.
My favorite coffee mug is from the Bad Ass Coffee Company in Destin, Fla. Seems appropriate …..
Must be some mean coffee Bev… 🙂
Now that’s one tough cookie 🙂 Stellar writing, Rob!
Thank you Sanaa! And she don’t crumble… 😉
Super sultry. Enjoyed.
Thank you K…! 🙂
As the disabled member of our household, when my wife, and caregiver has a medical issues it’s thrice frightening. So I feel for you, brother. Queenie is a babe for sure, an Ann Margret, Angie Dickinson kind of hard ass. Sadly, they are too independent for marriage, so they pass through your life like a Succubus with her crotch on fire.
Yes, it was such a helpless feeling Glenn, sitting in that exam room, listening to her moan for several hours, not knowing what to do or say. Thank god she got to come home with me. It was complete dehydration, a potassium crash. Thing is, we are not sure what caused it?
Queenie is a hard livin’, hard lovin’ mama — rollin’ with a finger-snap, juke-jive strut… a mean lass who’ll kick your ass!
The tone was so authentic and convincing in this piece, it had me snapping my fingers in the second stanza, much to my surprise, since I’m definitely not as bad-ass….hahaha.
Maybe more bad-ass than you realize Mish… 😉
Wonderful in many ways, Rob. Better yet with your backstory. I hope all is now well.
Thank you Bill. All is well with Kathy now. 🙂 A major potassium crash, brought on by severe dehydration from a cold. She was suffering, so I advise everyone — stay hydrated, and fortify your potassium!
If ever a poet was smooth, Rob, it is definitely you.
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David
Thank you Ben, glad to accept: and I appreciate your kind words — though I am not as smooth as I wish I could be at times… 😉
Smoooooth as ice!
Thank you Darius!m:’