A Public Sphere for Poetry, Nature, and Politics
A Song for America to be sung in the style of Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings.
Oh girlfriend, I could have told you he’s a
I don’t like to scold you but he’s a
I saw what you were getting into
With a serial tweeter
A sexual cheater
More drama than you’d find
in any movie theater
Bad, bad, bad, bad bad boyfriend
Were you blinded by the bling, by the glitz?
It won’t be long before you’re puttin’
[or is it Putin?] off the Ritz.
He was a
And now you married him!
What were you thinking?
Were you on drugs or drinking?
You tried your luck with him
And now you’re stuck with him
I could say you made your bed, so f— with him
But I still care
I’ll be there
Until you wash him out of your hair
Until the end
Of your bad boyfriend!
Copyright 2017 Arlene Weiner