The Ballad Of Shine
This is a ballad, about a cat named Shine
Just cashed his check, bought a bottle of wine
Since it was a Friday night, he had just got paid
Looking for some action, he wanted to get laid
Supposed to hookup with a kitten.. let's call her Sally
(nobody knows if that was real name at all
he had gotten her number off the bathroom wall)
Shine heard a noise, coming from the alley
He was like most cats, full of curiosity
He ventured in the alley for a quick look see
Then his eyes lit up, and got yea big around
saw all that money scattered on the ground,
Couldn't believe what he saw, so looked twice
Some signifying monkeys, were shooting dice
A mind told him to leave those monkeys alone
While you got money, you oughta move on
Craps had always been old shines's game.
This was good way to pick up quick change
It had been few months, since Shine got laid
Heavy on his mind, that big problem weighed
Shine did the right thing; using his head
He was walking away, til one monkey said
Broke ass clown, wanna borrow some money
Shine kinda snarled, he didn’t find it too funny
Everybody knew, he was a respectable cat
Why did that monkey, wanna diss ‘im like that.
He took out his bottle, broke the seal on his wine
Took a big swig, then belched one time
He wiped his mouth, and then he spoke
I show you monkey this clown ain’t broke.
He picked up the bones, put his money down
Took another drink and offered it around
Alright bad ass monkey, we'll see who's a clown
Dig in yo’ pockets, it's time to get down
He took the bones, cupped 'em four three
I'll teach ya‘ll monkeys, bout messing with me
Shine flailed the dice, they bumped the wall
It’s snake eyes, he heard one monkey call
They loaded up on Shine, but he didn't mind
He blew on the dice, and took his time
Got off his knees and brushed off the sand
Turned his back, and leaked on his hands
One monkey asked puzzled, say man what’s up?
He kind of smiled and said, it brings me good luck
Shoot them damn dice, a drunk monkey said
I'll bet bet some mo, if your ass ain’t scared.
Shine would’ve cussed, but won’t a man like that
He wasn't about to go that monkey tit for tat
He shook them bones, threw up against the wall
Six is the point! he heard the fading monkey call
Shine grew confident, as he threw the dice
Six one time baby, come three, three, twice.
It didn’t surprise him, it came as he called
Again a monkey yelled out, didn't hit the wall
Shine mumbled under his breath, ya'll fulla it
But the others agreed, that only one of ‘em hit.
He glared at 'em all and then rolled 'em again
Didn‘t bother him none, it was a six four ten,
I will enjoy ya’ll's money is what he said
Thank you monkeys for paying me to get laid,
An old monkey called for new dice in the game
Shine smiled at him, ain't nothing gonna change
I’m take your money then the shirt off yo' back
Cause ya’ll done pissed me off talking smack.
He reached in his pocket, took out every dime
He was putting his whole week-end on the line,
Come on you doggoned monkeys, old Shine said
Dig in yo’ pocket, then we'll see who’s scared
Shine won’t no saved cat, but he always believed
If a cat asked for somptin, it would be received
He mumbled to himself as he looked up to heaven
Lord what ever I do, don't let me roll no seven
He grabbed them bones, and rattled 'em around.
They bumped the wall, then hit the ground
First he grinned, then slowly frowned
Cause one six was up, the other spinning round
Oh how Shine hated, when it came to a stop
With six at the bottom, it meant one was on top.
He bit his lip, as he again looked up to heaven,
Lord how come you let me roll, a M-F-ing seven
The monkey asked Shine with a great big grin
Say cat what was that you were saying again
Shine picked up the bones, he turned cold as ice
Right away he knew, they were loaded dice
He got a sinking feeling, and felt real bad
Nobody had to tell ’im, he had just been had
He got off his knees, dusted himself off
Every cent of his paycheck, he'd just lost
He finished the wine, slung the bottle in the alley
with it was his chances of hooking up with Sally
The moral of this story, if there is one
Maybe someday every cat will learn
If it’s Friday night, you’ve just got paid
Don’t gamble money set aside to get laid.
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