Sincerely, Miss. Adela N'evertilA Poem by MoriartyMesa1922 Prohibition Knock, knock, and give a micky to the door man, America
Well all my silly and Delicious delightful readers, its your girl again with another nights of notes on cocktail napkins and smeared kisses from some would be motion picture star. But I suppose chubby men with silly voices might go far, even if they just are comedy acts.
I don't want to say who I saw, a girl must keep her reputation when marriage season is springing up like a group of slap dancers that arrived at Martini's last night and what a scream they were. But your reporter witnessed a King of the Diamonds, right down to his personals, swimming in the fountain with about half the chorus line of "Hello Daddy". Sixteen bottles of champagne and you would suppose our boys in uniform were ready to have a fast mix up with the Kaiser if his mustache stretched across those gawdy Santiago coloring Martini's offers. But don't start curling your teeth back my loyal readers, it was only half past midnight and the swing of those jungle drums, sweet rum and flash scene at Poppa Tooth Sweets for the only rag time worth listening to short of a long drive South. Everyone rubbing elbows with everyone as Poppa himself took to the stage in a fine horn duel with known other than Miss Marion Davis. Poppa was in rare form as his horn screamed through the club like the police ready for a raid. But I still think with practice, Marion might have a future in making cream custard rolls, America's newest music craze. With so many place for one girl to be. The next step was too a small little 'knock-knock' downtown, just so your reporter could find the perfect splash of Gin and fan dancing. 56 China Dolls gives that overwelmeing blend of pamade and the little miss in no neck Arizona waiting for her salesman husband. All the charm of a train station in the middle of no where. When in doubt. There is nothing like 'Dot's', the smooth horn section, 'slider rule' soda, Pete behind the bar will make for you if you give him a smile and wiggle, sorry fella's, only for the ladies. Why at two in the small hours in the morning you can see Lordly gentlemen juggle champagin bottles and watch the ladies fan dance on stage. Than my readers it is off to a quiet drink at Palms in the village. Nothing like topping a night off with a raid, thankfully yours truly was escorted by a dashing Blue eyed man whom refuse to reveal himself. But I suspect his real name is Rudy. Sincerely, Miss. Adela N'evertil
© 2012 MoriartyMesaAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on May 26, 2012 Last Updated on September 14, 2012 Tags: Prohibition, speak easy, booze AuthorMoriartyMesaGONZOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!, CAAboutI am back! And in the word's of someone i met at a bus station. I cant remember. more..Writing
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