"Louisiana Laignappe" by Linda Dousay

Hi, this is Myra in overdrafts and kite control
We sail em, float em- make em too- we're here to mop your floors.
What's that you say?  Speak up young man!  You got some problem boy?
You say your monies done been spent? You're walking out the door?

Well Sunny boy, you listen good!   That ain't my problem now:
You drew that money by yourself-ain't no one tugged your plow!
We run this bizness fair and square-we sail em- float em too!
We stretch our neck like long neck goose for any child who's true.

So, hop on down to Pujo Street and check them others out;
Ain't no one here gone shed no tears:  we ain't your crock-a-dile!
My mama boy, she ain't no fool; she raised me proper good-
And we don't like no quitters, boy! We're fate'ful- tru' and tru'!



April 19, 2000