Sour Sonnets of a Sorehead & Other Songs of the Street/Sorehead Sonnet Five
Sorehead Sonnet Five
Aw, what's the use of anything at all?
The girl has threw the hooklets into me,
My hoodoo helped her with the third degree.
She took my picture from the parlor wall,
"Take back your junk," says she, "ferget to call.
You'll have to hunt another Honey Bee—
Go on to church," she says, "salvation's free—
Please take a tumble—let me see you fall—"
Turn off the sunshine an' ring down the dark!
I got the shake an' realize I'm shook.
She's rubbed me out, I always was a mark.
I never will ferget her goodbye look,
An' though I didn't catch her last remark,
I heard an echo answer—"Get the hook!"