Mean Game
So here it all is; this is what it’s brought me to
I’m sleeping on hard floors but not with you
My clothes need washing and I do too
Shit, but the Devil plays a mean game
Spent my worthless fuckin’ life baby rolling on
You once compared it to a Tom Waits song
Down, out and busted all the way along
Shit, but the Devil plays a mean game
Columbian, Bolivian and Mexican booze
Tempting as a virgin with nothing to lose
Sick in the morning on my blue suede shoes
Shit, don’t the Devil play a mean game
Would’ve chewed my right arm off to be out of those beds
Giv’n a months money to a whore instead
At least her kids would appreciate the bread
Mmmmm, the Devil, gotta love him
Fortune and the gods got nothing on me
I’d fight every one of them, then baby you’d see
I wasn’t half the man you’d cracked me up to be
Shit, but the Devil plays a mean, mean game
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The devil plays a mean game.
That was an interesting poem of life. I like the line the devil plays a mean game. I am need to borrow that line for a new short story. I promise I will give it back once I am finished. (Smile Laugh Smile)
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The devil plays....
Reginald,
Glad you liked it....feel free to use the line, I would be honoured.
Love and respect,
Gabe