THE SMOOTH, ROUND, SHINY BRASS NUBS
ON THE BANISTER AT PUBLIC SCHOOL #34

By Nancy Talley

SOME KID LOVIN’
MOTHER FEARIN’
ORDER SEAKIN’
GONNA FIGURE A WAY
TO SOLVE THIS
OR DIE TRYIN’
KINDA PRINCIPAL
OR CUSTODIAN
DREAMED UP THESE NUBS
SO IF THE KIDS DID
WHEN THEY SHOULDN’T OUGHTA
SLIDE DOWN THAT BANISTER
HE WOULDN’T HAVE ‘EM
SPLITTIN’ THEIR BRITCHES
OR FALLIN’ THREE FLOORS
ONTO THEIR SMART-ASS HEADS
DOWN HIS STAIRCASE
AND NO SIDE-SADDLE TOM-GIRL
WOULD SLIT OPEN A THIGH
BECAUSE SHE WORE A DRESS
WITH SILK PANTIES
INSTEAD OF HER BROTHER’S LEVIS
AND HER HUSBAND TO BE
IN TWENTY YEARS COULD STOP
BEFORE HE HIT THE POST
AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS
AND KEEP HIS BALLS IN TACT
SO THEY COULD HAVE KIDS
CLIMBIN’ THE STAIRS
AT PUBLIC SCHOOL #34.

 

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