I’m Lady Jay playing piano
in a honky-tonk nightclub
surrounded by drinkers
and party-hearty patrons,
who want to be entertained
until the sun
creeps under the doorway.
Then I return home to sleep
most of the day
only to rise and dress
for the next night’s set.
I choose a top sprinkled
with sequins, showing cleavage,
then spray Shalimar on my wrists.
As soon as I enter the joint,
Tony, the bartender, serves me
a Seven & Seven,
and the patrons’ faces light up.
Someone shuts off the jukebox
and shouts,
We’re going to have a good time.
Lady Jay is here!
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