Elizabeth Barrette (ysabetwordsmith) wrote,
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Poem: "Dog Finger Donny"

Here is the poem "Dog Finger Donny" from the June Poetry Fishbowl. This poem has been sponsored by minor_architect.


Dog Finger Donny



When Donny went to Vegas
it cost him a thing or two –
thing one bein’ his wheels,
and thing two bein’ his lucky finger –
but after the wreck,
he won the knife fight and the girl,
and called it good.

That’s how he came to be
Dog Finger Donny.

The gamblers always laughed
when they saw him put that unlucky finger
on the new-opened decks,
but they stopped laughin’ soon enough
when the cards he needed
come runnin’ to him like homesick dogs.

After that, they watched him careful –
watched him sit down,
watched him take their money,
watched him walk away with his coat full of cabbage.

House never caught him cheatin’ though.

Back at his hotel room,
Dog Finger Donny counted his cabbage
and washed his hands,
then slathered on a palmful of hus-no-harra
to rub the luck into that no-good finger

then he’d take that girl of his
and run his jasmine-scented hands
over the soft white hills of her blouse
and that’s how Dog Finger Donny
got the last laugh every night on the strip.
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*grin* This sounds like it should be sung in a smoky little bar by a smoky-voiced chanteuse.
I think you're right, it would work like that. It has kind of a blues/jazz/soul flavor.