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Festivals Acadiens et Créoles

I have this wee littl heart
It comes with an even littler brain
We falls in and out of love
Again and again and again
Sweet Slidellians offer warm smiles
My wee brainy fluxes and fails
I wish I could be lesser wrong
And win more at heads or tails
But fortune smiles on the stupid
And fortune likes me just okay
Things are looking maybe toasty
If I could only get out of my own way
Gonna dance in Lafayette
Come crawfish, oysters, or high water
We’ll reel and saunter and smile
At leasts I think we should oughter
I have this wee littl heart
It comes with an even littler brain
We falls in and out of love
Like the rains that fall in Spain
Gonna arm’n’arming in that old Girard Park
Dontcha know that’s the thing for a love spark?

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Mixed Emotions

Mixed emotions swirl
Then fall down
And curl
Another merlot-fueled atrocity
Masquerading as inspired verse
But it’s far from free random
Something much much worse
Second glass empties
Begs a refill—
Yes, please
A young Friday evening
Perseverating in isolation
I’d love to have a date
But that requires some ambulation
The ringer on mute
A cell insolent,
No pursuit
A Facebook lovely in Killeen
How to make a connection?
So many never-never starts,
Dust-in-sprinkles wet the imagination
Mixed emotions weigh
Then slip off
Anyway