The
voice was sweet
As
it came across
With
a fiery confidence
Just
calling in
Want to make sure
If I get arrested
You’ll come post bail
I
assured her I would
Crazy
lady
All
the cows were at the gate
Just
waiting there
And
the handfuls of grass
Were
gobbled up eagerly
So
were the two buckets full
Scraped
up from the newly leveled field
She was stirring the pot
Like
she is known to do
Because
the cows were starving
Looking
all emaciated and sad
I
checked in a little later
To
see if she had been arrested
And
what other mischief
She
might have been up to
I
called the guy at the sheriff’s office
Got voice mail again
Could barely understand his accent
I left a message
I guess we’ll see what happens!
I
hope she can sleep through the night
She
only made it to 2 AM a couple nights back
And
wanted to talk
And
worry and plan
I
was no help though
I
wanted to sleep, and sleep some more
Roll
over and pretend this wasn’t happening
She
said she was on her way
Heading
to her next option
Right
to the sheriff station
The
one around the corner
Sit
there until they listened
Or
dragged her away screaming
She
must be serious
She
said dinner was already made
And
her car, somehow, was full of hay
Crazy
lady
Out
and about
Doing
those things
That
crazy ladies do
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