The Cocktail Party

Be times she no understan a ting dey sayin

dem allous talkin’ bout stuff in dere eads

An comin’ out wit stuff she ain’t nare erd of, or

kere ‘bout. ‘special at dos four ta eight clock

cockteal tingys where ya spos ta get gussied up an et

 funny fud and talk lak ya knows sumtin. Fer four rs straat

oo the heck can keep up wit dat . All thet talkin’ bout

de color yeller and how meny coats a paint dis feller get

on 'is convertbull,  an er dress be to durn short an show up dat

spec tattoo en she sit an en she try to pull it dun

wee bit she miss de guy wit de drinks and der ain’t no way she

 gonna walk up to de bar wit all dos guys standin' roun' an

 makin jokes an lookin at er likes she come rights out de candy

 store an dey got dis sweet toot, and what dey doin at dis sort

ting anyhu cause all dey talks bout is crank oil an car racin ,

oo let dem in, but den oo lets er in; be times dey do dat jus so

dey can hark onto er ways of talkin dat dey figger be funny, er ta

fetch de look on er face when she no gets it,

enertain demself

‘cause dere be dem days 'tis truth, she jus don get a ting dey sayin

"ellecee"

translation

Sometimes she doesn't understand a thing they are saying
They're always talking about stuff in their heads
and coming out with stuff she has never heard of or
cares about. Especially at these four to eight o'clock
cocktail parties where you are supposed to get dressed up and eat
funny food and talk like you know something. For four hours straight,
who the heck can keep up with all of that. All that talking about
the colour yellow and how many coats of paint this fellow has
on his convertible, and her dress is to darn short and shows that
special tattoo when she sits and when she tries to pull it down
a little bit she misses the guy with the drinks and there isn't any way she
is going to walk up to the bar with all those guys standing around and
making jokes and looking a her like she came right out of a candy
store and they've got a sweet tooth, and what are they doing at this sort
of thing anyway because all they talk about is crank oil and car racing,
Who let them in, but then who let her in; Sometimes they do that just to
catch the look on her face when she doesn't get it,
entertain themselves
because there are those days, it's true, that she just doesn't understand a thing they are saying

Imaginary Garden with Real 

The Tuesday Platform

"feel free to write a poem

containing some kind of

local vernacular, slang, or

pronunciation. 

Yinz guys have fun!"

Day 19