no matter how hard
he
tried,
or wished or hoped,
things
never got any
better for Tommy,
they
always got worse.
so,
it wasn’t
any big surprise
when
he hooked up
with Big Leg Betty.
not
the Betty
with the scar on her cheek,
but,
the Betty who
walked with a limp and
always kept a doughnut in her purse.
if
you asked
anybody on the scene,
they’d tell you
Tommy wasn’t afraid of anything.
not god.
not man.
but, he was sure afraid of Betty.
her,
and those
great big legs
and that doughnut
and that god-awful limp.

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