Alice.....or was her name Pam?

Bored. Had to write something. This did not happen to me, pure fiction, but fun to write

I met her at a bar called the Lions Den
Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
her hand around my heart on the first smile
Maybe i did Know back then but I was in denial

We took a quite table and talked for awhile
She said she liked my charm and of course she liked my style
They way she looked at me, well it almost made me melt
I smiled to myself at these new cards I'd been dealt

really should have known nothing comes for free
I couldn't see the forest peeking through the trees
Really should have known she was pure livin' sin
I couldn't hear the whispers on the wind

We dated hot and heavy for a month or more
My friends they tried to help me,to let me know the score
But of course I didn't listen, I didn't want to know
So come the day she left me, it was a body blow

The bank called me up and said I was overdrawn
I checked in my wallet, all my credit cards were gone
She maxed them to the limit before she disappeared
This whole thing was a con game that she had engineered

really should have known nothing comes for free
I couldn't see the forest peeking through the trees
Don't know what to do about this mess that I'm in
I couldn't hear the whispers on the wind

Now i'm workin' my poor a*s off down here at the mill
Evenings down at wall-mart, thats me behind the till
I'll be payin down these debts until I'm ninety five
Then maybe I'll retire, if I'm still alive

So take it from me son, nothing comes for free
if she shows up back in town you should run for the trees
You really don't want to be in the shape that I'm in
and if she takes a shine to you, better run like the wind

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This sounds similar to some of my poetic stories about interesting people living challenging lives. This con thing happens quite a bit so your topic is spot-on. I love how you convey this story with more focus on how this guy feels, rather than on what a b***h she was. That gives your storytelling an empathic allure (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Misterr Remeat]

Loosely based on a true story that happened to a friend.