Folly Beach Life, Ain’t the Good Life, But It’s My Life

Eddie Cabbage

Eddie Cabbage

Okay, I’m on the upstairs porch of Chico Feo the afternoon after a Screamin’ J’s Friday night gig listening to some jamming when Eddie Cabbage asks me if I would like a poem on demand.

I demur, but he insists.

Hank Weed suggests something that incorporates cancer and poison ivy, because Hank claims that last year he asked me how it was going, and I said, “I have a bad case of poison ivy, and, oh yeah, Judy has cancer.”

[cue the Coasters]: Going to need an ocean of calamine lotion (and fifty bags of chemo).

Before I share the poem, here’s Eddie at work yesterday.

And here’s the poem with the warning that the squeamish might find its imagery unpalatable.

zoom ivy

And here be the Screamin’ J’s

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