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Silence Is Golden

 

Silence Is Golden


She spent seventeen years in a double-wide prison
Bed to a drunk, doing hard time, shutting up, walking that line
All she ever heard was "Fix my dinner ... Do them dishes ... Wash my clothes ... Don't talk back ... Put your black shades back on"
'Til one night she spiked his Jack with some pills and waited 'til his lights went out
And duct taped him to his chair, rolled him up, said a prayer, slapped a double strip on his mouth
The old rooster crowing, his blood-shot eyes open
Too-pissed-off wife with a Colt 45 blowing smoke from a cowboy killing
The upper hand showing and with a smile she told him: "Silence is golden"
Duct tape is silver

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