From deep, deep in the cotton-pickin' red clay'd piney woods o' east Texas, I bring you the tales of my sister Bethzilla, hideous freakin' white trash welfare-cheatin' pill-popping, bowl-smoking, vodka-swilling redneck swamp thing what done crawled up out of the danged boggy bottoms of Uncertain, Texas and also of Momma, a transplanted, dirt-floored, rice paddy, hand-raised Cajun girl from the south Texas depression era. Take a look see. Go ahead, lookee.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
A Fat Girl Popping Uppers
A spoken word reading of my poem "Fat Girl Popping Uppers" set to DoctorMetropolis music.
Tags: poem, spoken word, music, guitar, doctormetropolis, fat girl, song, popping uppers, pill-popping, poetry, spokenword, Jolie Blond, marquisdejolie
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