Shake, Rattle and Roll
Martinis, Snakes and Melted Butter
i don't drink dry martinis
i don't wear string bikinis
i am not a rattle snake
i am solid never fake
i melt in your mouth
i come from the real deep south
i like bourbon smooth
i spy sweet vermouth
snakes slither round my head
butter melts on sweet cornbread
i shake, rattle and roll
i'm losin' all control
heated nights in Beale Street dives
gimme love, gimme fives
dark, black, slithering soul
what did your winnings dole
i am at your feet
buttery, love so short and sweet
gimme more of these steamy nights
i am yours coiled and tight
oh, lord shake my soul
wake me up, let's rattle and roll
About the Creator
ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)
~ American feminist living in Sweden ~ SHE/HER
Admin. Vocal Social Society
Find me: @andreapolla63.bsky.social
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters

Comments (12)
cornbread and Beale street....memories for me, too!
Oh, what a smooth invitation. Always great to rattle those rolls. Enjoyable vibes.
I love this! Well done.
🔥👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
This is so well written! Really enjoyed reading it!
Loved this with an image of Elvis singing shake, rattle, and roll in my mind, Love your creativity.
I swear I heard music playing when I read this! Loved it.
Gawd I loved this! The first two lines made me laugh out loud! Perfect words to a song
Oooo, I sang this to my own tune and I loved the way it rhymed!
LOVED THIS!
It just feels so REAL.
Begging for a riff.