Little Miss Savannah On A Sullen War Torn Night

[Spencer]

Oh Johnny! Johnny! Johnny! she cried
Breathing heavy in her bed
Her heavy handed beauty
sure makes John an angry man
And Johnny Drank his moonshine with his
Sullen Summer Girl
Long Summer Sunday siddled down the horizon
loaded gun in both his hands
Well Little Miss Suzannah went and got
Her Daddy's Gun
She said her Daddy was a War Hero!
Headed for the promised land
Oh Suzzy! Suzzy! Suzzy! Won't you
Lay Upon The Floor
Lay you're golden eyes upon me
while you cool beneath your fan
Oh Glory Be! The grace of god has
Punished Wicked Men
Men with wicked hearts like Johnny
what a dreaded circumstance
You see Johnny loved Miss Suzy like a
Proper Gentleman
Gentle was the bayonet she shoved
Into his heart without a glace
He screamed! She Cried! How could you lie?
Alight the funeral pyre!
You live no more to break my heart
She bowed and said Good Bye.

 

[Dagny]

Girls suck...
Well done Spencer!! I like this one. Your writing just keeps getting better sweetie, please keep it up!

 

[harraser]

definitely a great peice!!! semi disturbing though, which makes it better of course
ummm just quietly, in the poem her name is Suzannah and in the title its Savannah....?