Sunday Muse #148. I like to think that some escape!
Candy wasn’t like the rest
She refused to sell her soul
She did what she had to do
Until she reached her goal
The faceless men would come and go
But she held herself apart
Drawn to her air of mystery
They took her body, not her heart
She’d get her education
Four years to a degree
She said goodbye to the Black Cat Ranch
And hello to the university.
The Ranch remained still the same
The faceless men still randy
The girls still talk of how they wish
They all could be like Candy.
Be like Candy, class. ;-)
ReplyDeleteNow you got me all intrigued with Black Cat Ranch! The sweet-tart part of me. Love this cute rhyme.
ReplyDeleteThat last stanza just slayed me. Go, Candy!
ReplyDeleteBravo for candy, conquer the world!!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday
much love...
Be like Candy!
ReplyDeleteOh to be like Candy. This is wonderful Beverly!!
ReplyDelete“They took her body, not her heart” ... powerful line
ReplyDeleteI like your ranch and it's inhabitants theme. We had for many years the "Chicken Ranch" out west of town. I hope some of them had a Candy experience.
ReplyDeleteI hope you will forgive me today, I was practicing writing, bad job though, Gothic Fiction Poetry.
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Working through college, nothing illegal! Nicely done, Bev!
ReplyDeleteHank
Love the name, Black Cat Ranch". I could see this continuing as a short story, or several.
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